Biennale of Sydney 2008: Revolutions - Forms that Turn, June - July 2008.

This is Kevin and Haline's exhibition at the Japanese Foundation.

Then I went to the Sydney Biennale. This is by Sam Durant. I'll never look at protest signs the same way again. Outside the Museum of Contemporary Art.

David Medalla's foam fountain.

The smile on the horse's face made it seem alright. It's by Maurizio Cattelan.

Miroslav Tichy's cameras.

Miroslav Tichy's beautiful torn photographs of young girls.

Miroslav Tichy doco.

Geoffery Farmer installation was a highlight. He took away parts of the gallery wall to reveal secrete spaces.

Helio Oiticica and Neville D'Almeida. My feet was sore. I layed in these hammocks for quite awhile listening to Hendricks.

Christoph Buchel. A group of people aged over 80 rehearsing the song God Save the Queen by The Sex Pistols.

Sharmila Samant.

A discussion at Art Space on subversive forms.

A compelling 45 minute instructional video on the art of lock picking by Claire Fontaine.

Dan Perjovschi. Art Gallery of NSW.

As the esculator was being repaired workers built this temporary staircase in the gallery. It's the most sturdy, well constructed temporary staircase I had ever walked on. A reminder of how the standards around you can effect your own.

This is Professor Michael Taussig raving on about where the hum of the great bumble bee meets the body of our flatering world. Unfortunately it was one of those presentations laden with academic jargon putting half the audience to sleep.

Raquel Ormella contines to do amazing work revealing insights into her personality and passions. Detail marker drawings on scrowling electric white boards.

At any raddom moment, Yoko Ono will ring this phone from New York and speak to whoever picks up. One of my favourite works from the biennale.

Mark Dion. I don't like opening presents. It ruins the suprise.

This was one of my favourite. Nedko Solakov's A Life (Black and White) involves volunteers repainting the walls of the exhibition space in black and white constantly for three months.

I had a laugh when I was visiting the Empty Magazine offices and saw this fake Cy Twombly triptych hanging in the foyer. I knew the real one well, hanging in the Art Gallery of NSW. It's usually hung in the main foyer of the gallery (see picture above) but because of the biennale it wasn't there anymore. Could this really be the $4.5 million Twombly?

Luigi Russolo

Janet Cardiff and George Bures Miller. Image the best sound system money can buy, then add 100 speakers. That's what it sounded like.

Our ferry to Cockatoo Island.

Lara Favaretto. Air tanks blowing party whistles. It felt like a party for someone put on a life support machine. Bleak.

I could live here.

Being a photographer, Lene Berg's work was a highlight. She explored paradoxes in photography using video and famous photographs. She even made a camera obscura. Parents had their hands full when they walked into this room. Jean-Baptiste Mondino.

Water holder.

This was written in the Mike Parr show. How times have changed.

We took the second last ferry back to Circular Quay.

Goodbye biennale, see you in two years time. Fair dinkum.

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