I got to see a couple of exhibitions in Melbourne

I got to see a couple of exhibitions in Melbourne.
There was a Nick Cave exhibit , which was, ya know about Nick Cave.
Actually there were some incredible photos of the man himself and associated artists through the years. (Oh what I would give to have my times recorded in arresting still life.) The display also consisted of notebooks, a film, art, collected memorabilia and voice over recordings reading out some of the notes.
There were pictures from Louis Wain and many other intriguing items that this man of diverse interest has collected over the years.
The exhibit brought me from the early days right up to Grinderman whom I saw play at ATP. They blew me right up in the air that time. I am especially fond of the No Pussy Blues that was sung with much gusto.
I am a Nick Cave fan and I have to say really enjoyed all the info and small insights into his life. It was cheering to see the pictures of his wife and children in the dense darkness of the other works.
The notebooks were a fantastic addition and gave me a feeling I was getting to see the cogs usually so well hidden by production.
The general atmosphere was enhanced by the classic tunes playing throughout.
As always I found the amount of information in the exhibition overwhelming and I could have done with returning another day to go over the parts I was unable to digest.
But as I blinked out into the afternoon sun I knew my time was limited and Melbourne had much to offer a culture hungry tourist.
Onward I walked.