So, I didn't expect such an extreme reaction to the end of daylight savings, but it seems this week, I received the unexpected. Turning the clocks back one measly hour has turned our household on it's ear. Or more so, turned Felix on his ear. Add to the disruption, a couple of new molars driving through his delicate gums and it's all been a tad hard to take. The poor babe is moody, irritable and completely irrational. Screaming at the drop of a hat at anything and everything. And waking multiple times during the night, before commencing his day around 5am. Exhausting.
As always, there are sparkly glimmers of light amongst the stress and chaos. Like Tuesday. After preschool drop off, Felix and I hopped on a bus, city bound. We met with a friend at the Art Gallery. A superb, sun shiny day being the perfect backdrop for our adventure. As a primary school teacher, this friend is fantastic with children. It's always so nice to have friends who 'get' kids. And I love her to bits for it. As it happened, Felix slept for almost three hours in his pram that day and only woke for a wander in the park on our way home (ironic how he can catch up on all his lost night sleep with a sneaky nap during the day).
Our intention was to view the Archibald Prize portraits... but it appeared to also be the intention of every school in the city. Literally hundreds of children flooded every square inch of the gallery. So instead, we put the Archibald on the back burner, for another day and took in the Art Express exhibition. My word there are some talented young people out there. I was blown away by their creativity, passion and understanding of the world around them. Refreshing to see intelligent work receiving the recognition it deserves. I selected so many favourites, though the gorgeous series of four painted sweet treats just blew my mind. The colour, texture and detail, all truly magnificent... and delicious. The future of art certainly looks bright.