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Help! My Rubik's cube is melting!
Help! My Rubik's cube is melting!



Drop in with the kids for FREE activities 4 December - 31 January (gallery opening hours), or book in for one of these COOL workshops:



Wednesday 13 January 10 am-noon AND 1pm -3pm Acrylic Painting
Create an eye-catching pop art painting of an ice-block, using acrylic on canvas. $15 per session – includes all materials. For 5 years+


Thursday 14 January 10 am-noon AND 1pm -3pm Small sculptures
Use sculpture techniques to make a tempting tray of chocolate treats that look good enough to eat! $10 per session – incudes all materials. For 5 years+

Friday 15 January 10 am-noon Tie dyeing
Give an ordinary pair of shoes an amazing technicolour makeover with our special ‘no dye tie-dye’ technique using your own design. $30 – incudes all materials – tell us your shoe size when booking! For 10 years+



Friday 15 January 10 am-noon Computer coding
Computer coding for children. $15 NB: This workshop will be held in the Windsor Library Computer Room (downstairs from the Gallery). For 10 years+


Wednesday 20 January 10am-12noon AND 1pm-3pm Sculpture
Explore texture using sculpture techniques to create your own ice-cream in 3D. $10 per session – incudes all materials. For 5 years+


Thursday 21 January 10 am-noon AND 1pm -3pm Acrylic painting
Travel back to prehistoric times and paint a portrait of a dinosaur using acrylic on canvas, inspired by Andrew Sullivan, one of the artists in the Work, Rest and Play exhibition. $15 – includes all materials. For 5 years+



Friday 22 January 10 am-noon Sculpture
Help! My Rubik’s Cube is melting! Combine illusion, cardboard and colour to create a playful sculpture of the bestselling toy of all time. $10 – incudes all materials. For 10 years+ 

Go Travel Windsor: There's No Place Like Home




From the Editor:

As a recently minted Australian resident, I discovered a trip that takes one away for three months seems like a very long trip.  Yes, avoiding much of the Australian winter and flying into the North American summer is a pleasure. Yet the longer one is away, the more one reminisces about the beauty of Sydney, of stunning Australian beaches and Sydney’s proximity to the wilderness of the Hawkesbury and the Blue Mountains.  And close to my heart, the early European history found in Parramatta and Windsor.



Rehab, after surgery in Virginia (USA) for my new titanium meniscus was long and to keep my mood light and to avoid bouts of homesickness, I turned to Bill Bryson’s Down Under, In a Sunburned Country.  Screamingly funny from the first paragraph, this is a travel story everyone could love, but Aussies certainly.


Jetlag is a bear and only on Wednesday, after landing in Sydney on Sunday (22NOV), did I take my first exercise/walk – if you can call 25 minutes exercise. It is that time of year when those pesky little swift flies swarm and I remembered Bryson’s hilarious comments on those little pests. If you haven’t read Down Under, it will warm your heart and also make you laugh out loud. He loves Australia and isn’t shy about saying so, along with making us laugh at ourselves.


When I first immigrated to Australia ten years ago, my observations were similar to Bryson’s. However, I learned (from Bryson) that Australia is the 6th largest country and the world’s largest island, but then my American geography education was sorely lacking on any location ‘outside the U.S’.


Here is a brief excerpt from Bryson's cover:


‘It was as if I had privately discovered life on another planet, or a parallel universe where life was at once recognizably similar but entirely different. I can’t tell you how exciting it was. Insofar as I had accumulated my expectations of Australia at all in the intervening years, I had thought of it as a kind of alternative southern California, a place of constant sunshine and the cheerful vapidity of a beach lifestyle, but with a slightly British bent – a sort of Baywatch with cricket . . .




Of course, what greeted Bill Bryson was something rather different. Australia is a country that exists on a vast scale. It is the world’s sixth largest country and its largest island. It is the only island that is also a continent and the only continent that is also a country.


It is the driest, flattest, hottest, most desiccated, infertile and climatically aggressive of all the inhabited continents and still it teems with life – a large proportion of it quite deadly.



Ignoring such dangers – yet curiously obsessed by them – Bill Bryson journeyed to Australia and promptly fell in love with the country. And who can blame him? The people are cheerful, extrovert, quick-witted and unfailingly obliging; their cities are safe and clean and nearly always built on water; the food is excellent; the beer is cold and the sun nearly always shines. Life doesn’t get much better than this.




Editor's Note:

Bryson is on target: Life doesn’t get much better than this. It only takes a trip to the U.S., chaotic with the U.S. presidential primaries, frightening with frequent gun incidents and frustrating with massive traffic congestion in California to open one's eyes—life doesn’t get much better than in Australia.