Lane Cormick @ Neon Parc

One of my favorite events of the trip was a visit to an opening at what I hear is a new-ish gallery in Melbourne, off of a laneway (alley) north of the central business district.
When we showed up at the gallery, it was closed, and men in black ski masks were releasing freshly inked flyers out of the windows. Flyers that read things like "Shit is real".
They also threw cans of beer, wrapped in tape out the windows like little molotov cocktails from the windows, while shouting derogatory remarks at the audience.
Understandably, the audience huddled across the alley under a the eaves of the sidewalk.

At some point, two long 2x4's emerged out of a crack at the base of the venetian blinds, and two huge banners were unfurled.


For the remainder of the evening, the crowd watched, drank beer, picked up some of the flyers to take home (I kept the one that said "show us ya titties" for sheer shock value), and speculated about how the show would end.
Eventually, the banners were retracted, the guy who'd been massaging his crotch in the window for the past 45 minutes disappeared, and everything went quiet.
To the left of the gallery entrance was a tv monitor with live feed showing the interior of the gallery, and we watched as the men put on jackets, hats, and headed down stairs, out the door, on to the street, and down the alley. A little anticlimactic, but entertaining nonetheless.