This week I attended my first classes at the University of the Third Age. 'What's that?', I hear you ask. The best description I can think of is community learning for old people. There's no age limit to joining classes but as they're all held during working hours it's pretty much limited to retirees. The image attached is my homework for my first 'Anyone can draw' class. 'Where's the naked Adonis?' I screamed. No, nothing but ovoids. The point, of course, is to pay attention to the detail and to copy exactly what you see. This is the result.
My second class is called 'Food for thought' and is all about food and nutrition. We learned about carbohydrates this week and why it's better to have complex carbs than starches. All interesting but not fascinating. The things I really learned in my first week of learning is that teaching skills do not come naturally to non-trained teachers and that mullets are still not a good look.
New Farm was the centre of all things new this weekend, starting with a quick scramble up the jungle gym after a coffee in the park on Saturday and moving on to some culture in the Powerhouse on Sunday where I listened to Robyn Archer talking with Richard Schechner. He describes himself as a jewish boy from Newark, which is true, but he's also a professor of theatrical studies in New York and a mover and shaker in theatrical circles all over the world. 
