Melbourne vs Brisbane

Looks like Brisbane is getting its revenge on Melbourne.

Late in 2008 Melbourne lord mayor Robert Doyle famously labeled greater Brisbane as, "almost a contradiction in terms." Now it looks like those Brisbane-ites have snuck into Melbourne in the dark of night and extracted their revenge.

This photograph was snapped on Queen Street in Melbourne's 'heart' last night. Sightings of this sticker have also been made on Elizabeth Street, and no doubt it is located in many other areas of the CBD. Of course, BNE is the airport code for none other than rival city, Brisbane.

Oh, the troubles that Mayor Doyle will bring on this heart-filled city! No doubt his comments on Adelaide and Sydney will also come back to haunt Melbourne.

Watch out for a three way BNE/SYD/ADL revenge. Can Melbourne withstand such an onslaught?

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UPDATE 10.25AM 26/03/2009

Further research has proven that Brisbane is in fact not only seeking revenge on Melbourne, but has actually been holding a grudge on most major metropolitan cities across the world since 2006. Photos of Brisbane's rampant worldwide campaign can be found in the BNE Flickr group

Is it art? A commentary on public transport

OK, so it might not be a artistic interpretation of the Melbourne public transport system - but if I took a better photo and hung it in a gallery you might believe me!

This was seen on the corner of Lonsdale and Elizabeth Streets.

New public art / seating

Wow, it has been more than a month since I've graced this blog with a photo of marvelous Melbourne!

Well what better occasion than the unveiling of some new art / seating on the corner of Elizabeth and Bourke Streets. Just outside the Galleria building you will find some shiny new balls.

Just like the money purse on Bourke Street Mall, the intersection between art and function is one where artists can be playful and stretch their creativity.

I can just imagine these silver balls slowly breeding across the city, popping up wherever a seat is desired, being loved by passers by and constantly polished by the bums of the weary.