Great week­end. Party here Friday was won­der­ful, then sleazemon­key had a Mex­ican Day of the Dead party and then Christin­a’s housewarming…

I’m on my way out to the Spiegel­tent so that I can pre­tend I didn’t really miss the whole of the Mel­bourne Fest­ival.

There are bits and pieces of the trip that didn’t get diar­ised for vari­ous reas­ons… In Paris, I went to the Centre Pomp­idou and popped into the Alors, La Chine? exhib­i­tion. One of the really stun­ning pieces was a series of books covered with red hand prints called Way of Read­ing by Geng Jian Yi. The artist covered the hands of people with red paint and then gave them identical blank books, so the books are covered with prints and smears in par­tic­u­lar ways depend­ing on how the people held and red the books. But I could­n’t help but read the work as a com­ment­ary on the amount of blood spilled during the cul­tural revolu­tion: remove the words and the intel­lec­tual con­tent and replace them with blood… scary.

Then I went to Jean Cocteau exhib­i­tion with Jonath­an’s friend Narelle and then we went out for dinner with her part­ner Jean and had fab­ulous red wine and amaz­ing conversations.

It was a great night. More little updates as I remem­ber them…