A highlight of my trip to Sydney last week was bussing into town to see the Archibald, Wynne and Sulman exhibition at the Art Gallery of NSW.
At first I focussed only the paintings and read with interest the story behind each work of art. But soon I became more interested in watching other people as they looked at the paintings.
Gaggles of primary school children in colourful tracksuits being shushed while slyly elbowing each other.
Serious older folk who know about Art (with a capital A) and treat it with due decorum.
Anxious but keen tour groups huddled around droning guides, determined not to miss a word.
And self-assured students, calmly detached, capturing their observations on mobile phones.