Jo K.
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The stunning wave sculpture out the front made entirely from twigs and branches is described by the artist, Peter Collins as 'a wave that escapes the ocean, dressed up in sticks and went to shore looking for blood.' Call me over-sensitive, but the resonances really got to me.
The Museum is built on the site of the first Government House in Sydney and encapsulates, to me, the often disjointed position of cultures and histories living side by side. Near a temporary exhibition on surfing (which smells like beeswax and testosterone) is 'Gadigal Place', a representation of the history of some of the local Aboriginal populations, 50-90% of which were wiped out by smallpox 15 months after the arrival of the first colonists. While the prominent placement of Aboriginal perspectives is fantastic, there's little connection between them and the exhibits on white colonial history. They sit a bit uncomfortably, which I guess is emblematic. In the 'Storylines' Gallery, there's video installations which attempt a discussion between past and present, and across cultural and gender divides, with mixed results.
You can see Jorn Utzon's amazing 3D modelling of the Opera House's roof, Elizabeth Macquarie's violoncello and a display of trade goods that came in an out of the colony. There's a temporary exhbition by artists Robyn Stacey of photography of items from the Historic Houses trust arranged as 17th still lives. Beautiful.
Sitting up in the 'lookout' upstairs, watching people walk past the wave was almost mournful.