In my early 20s I came up to Sydney from Melbourne with a bunch of my uni friends for the Festival of Student Theatre at the University of Sydney. After a day of boring drama workshops, we were lured by the sights of the city, and that afternoon we found ourselves riding on ferries, wandering around the Sydney Opera House and getting used to the size of schooners of Tooheys New.
On the way back to our motel in Glebe, we stumbled across the . Immediately curious, we piled inside and almost the first thing I saw was a classic Leyland P76 car on display. Next to it were two small screens with headphones telling the story of Mojo, the advertising agency responsible for jingles such as ‘You Ought to be Congratulated’ for Meadow Lea margarine and ‘C’mon Aussie C’mon’ for World Series Cricket.
I was dumbfounded. This was the first time I’d seen things that had been part of my life represented in a museum.
As a Melbournian, I’d spent too many school excursions looking at Phar Lap and, not that I want to throw shade on an Australian legend, I always felt disconnected from ‘a stuffed old horse in a glass case’.
The programming at the Powerhouse was a revelation to me, and it has had a long-lasting effect. So when the opportunity arose for me to curate an exhibition there on my passion for Australian design, I jumped at it.
With ‘‘, a selection of iconic but ubiquitous Australian design objects from the , I’m paying homage to the work of those curators and trying to capture the essence of how I felt on that memorable first visit…