There's a very distinguishable face on the harbour of Sydney, one whose teeth welcomes loads of people every day.
Built in 1935, Luna Park has had many faces over the years. This one is the eighth.
Based on Melbourne's Luna Park face, "master of fairground art" Arthur Barton redesigned it to resemble Old King Cole. He's easily seen from a lot of streets around Sydney and plays a huge part in memories of a lot of Aussies.
Chipped
I remember coming here when I was seven, right before the Ghost Train fire in 1979 killed six children. The Park got closed down for a good while after that.
Max has been a few times. I accidentally took him on the Wild Mouse when he was little - he's always been tall, and I didn't realise how scary it was. (The automatic picture at the end, he was TERRIFIED. I still feel bad.)
I can't go on scary rides anymore, something about your inner ear and getting older makes you feel off-balance and sick? Hand me my cane my hip is achy.
Ok so technically the face doesn't talk so this isn't a proper Street Talk. (I wonder what he'd say if he could? Probably, "MAN MY FACE IS SORE.")
I have a migraine and the kids are kicking my arse at the end of the school holidays and I've committed to writing here every Friday so I'm taking some creative liberties. I'll get back to normal I promise ... I've some interesting streets in mind to walk down. So many people out there, all with stories.
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Friday Street Talk is an unfolding art project. I'm so grateful and blown away that people (and on occasion, things) ... say yes to talking with me, trusting me with some snippets of who they are. It keeps changing. Previous Street talks:
Perpetual surprise
Based on Melbourne's Luna Park face, "master of fairground art" Arthur Barton redesigned it to resemble Old King Cole. He's easily seen from a lot of streets around Sydney and plays a huge part in memories of a lot of Aussies.
I remember coming here when I was seven, right before the Ghost Train fire in 1979 killed six children. The Park got closed down for a good while after that.
Max has been a few times. I accidentally took him on the Wild Mouse when he was little - he's always been tall, and I didn't realise how scary it was. (The automatic picture at the end, he was TERRIFIED. I still feel bad.)
I can't go on scary rides anymore, something about your inner ear and getting older makes you feel off-balance and sick? Hand me my cane my hip is achy.
Ok so technically the face doesn't talk so this isn't a proper Street Talk. (I wonder what he'd say if he could? Probably, "MAN MY FACE IS SORE.")
I have a migraine and the kids are kicking my arse at the end of the school holidays and I've committed to writing here every Friday so I'm taking some creative liberties. I'll get back to normal I promise ... I've some interesting streets in mind to walk down. So many people out there, all with stories.
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Friday Street Talk is an unfolding art project. I'm so grateful and blown away that people (and on occasion, things) ... say yes to talking with me, trusting me with some snippets of who they are. It keeps changing. Previous Street talks:
1. Noelene the Young
2. Megan the Mouse
3. Harpal the Australian
4. Darren the Artist
5. Jo the Interesting
6. John the Telstra Guy
7. Michael the Photographer
8. Peg the Lady
9. Jeff the Preacher Man
10. Andres the Cobbler
11. Honey the Prostitute
12. Mark the Masseur
13. You the Blog Reader
14. Jo the Podiatrist
15. Casey the Uni Student
16. Dream the Horse and Carriage Driver
17. Tamas the Hungarian Accordionist
18. The Dignified Trolley Ladies
19. Alex With The Studded Hot Pink Belt
20. Leaf The Fallen
21. Bel Of The Library
22. Jay And His Big Issue
23. Emma The Adult Shop Cashier
24. Teena, Saver Of Dogs
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