Season’s Greetings to all my readers. The end of the year starts early with the Blender Studio’s Xmas Party, and it is not even December. Blender is a place where contemporary art and street art meet, get cut up and mixed about. Its annual Xmas party is a mix of an exhibition opening, an open studio and an end-of-year party; live music by Get Rumpus, performance art, a bar (the Blender Art Cafe is new) and a sausage sizzle.
It was hard to tell how many people were at the party, as Blender is a warren of small studio spaces spread across two floors in a former pub in West Melbourne. Artists, musos, art collectors, undercover Sigmund Freuds… Heesco leading a small horde of two other Mongolians from studio to studio. Listening to Sandrew talk about trying to establish a Melbourne Street Art Centre, an institution that is well overdue. Their “Outsiders Melbourne” exhibition this year demonstrated the public interest in seeing a good collection of street art.
Another demonstration of public interest in exhibitions about popular mediums, Auto Photo: A Life in Portraits, a collaboration between the Centre for Contemporary Photography and RMIT Gallery, attracted 30,000 visitors and led to a photobooth being permanently installed at RMIT. It was a particularly memorable exhibition for me because my lifetime photobooth collection was included. Thank you to Catlin Langford and Metro Auto for curating the exhibition; it was a life-affirming moment for me.
But on the subject of the institutions of the art world. Let’s turn our attention to their use as symbols of the civilised, cultured, progressive, tolerant state by the genocidal war criminals. This year, the submissiveness of senior administrators in assisting political censorship has destroyed the credibility of many Australian institutions, including Creative Australia, various state libraries, universities, book festivals and even Melbourne’s Royal Children’s Hospital. Faced with the decision to trust their staff’s decision-making capability or show subservience to war criminals, very few institutions have shown any integrity or even honesty. Consequently, Zionists now have the kind of censorial control that Archbishop Pell wanted when he tried to have Andre Serrano’s Piss Christ removed from exhibition at the NGV in 1997.
Although I haven’t been visiting as many galleries as I used to. Nor going to as many parties like the one at Blender. But I’m still walking along the city’s lanes and alleys, keeping my eyes open for street art and graffiti. This year, the angry snowman has expanded his image tagging, taking PAM the bird’s position as one of the most prolific public image-makers in the city. Also, somewhere close to the top of that list should be Carmadymnd, whose assemblages on tiles could be seen, glued to walls across the city.
This is my 52nd post of the year, my last. I’ll be taking a break now, but I intend to be back early in 2026 with more posts about Melbourne’s visual arts and culture. Thanks to Dan Wollmering for being a driving force behind several blog posts this year. Thanks to Paul Gorman for his tour of the Toorak Village Sculpture Show. Shout-out to Lorraine for sharing information about street artists. And thank you for reading/subscribing.
Cheers, Mark





























