Being fifty something I leap at any opportunity I can to feed my inner child.
So it didn’t take much enticing to get Mr P and moi down to Point Lonsdale on The Bellarine for the Queenscliff Bricks (Lego) exhibition. (We never need an excuse to take a drive to this beautiful part of the world.)
I was hoping to see some truly creative Lego masterpieces, maybe in the style of Nathan Sawaya, the creative genius behind this compelling piece of blockery:
Check out Nathan’s website gallery … you don’t have to be a Lego fanatic to appreciate his work.
At Point Lonsdale, I found something entirely different. Well, same … but different. The weekend’s exhibition comprised replica pieces.
Replica space ships:
Replica Eiffel tower:
Replica Buckingham Palace (complete with a bustling crowd of Lego men and women):
There was a replica Yoda, a replica Government House, a replica-just-about-anything-you-can-imagine.
The hall was buzzing with little Lego-lovers and big Lego-leerers. It takes a shipload of Lego and even more concentration to put these massive works together.
The Rotary Club had the place running like clockwork. Don’t they know how to run an event? Crowd control, ticket scanning, people counting, catering … even a donut van waiting at the exit for Mr P.
Lunch in nearby Queenscliff was a given, but not before the obligatory wander up then down the main street … always a window shopping winner in this funky seaside locale.
I fed my inner child some more with this behind-the-glass creation:
Apparently my inner child was skipping hand-in-hand with my inner wannabe upholsterer … these beauties were enough to lure me (and my inner alters) inside for a closer inspection:
Lunch at the Beaches Cafe didn’t disappoint. Nor did a swing past the Seaside Lolly Shop to bag some sugar before heading home.
Fully satisfied. All of us. Inner child included.