About the competition

In conjunction with the exhibition Love, Loss & Intimacy the NGV invites you to create your own piece of writing exploring notions of love, loss or intimacy, under 500 words. If you're over 18 years of age and a Victorian resident, post your entry on the blog (1 entry per person) for the chance to win a romantic weekend getaway for two at Sofitel Melbourne On Collins and lunch for two at Persimmon.

The judging panel is comprised of three judges: Professor Jennifer Strauss (Editor of the Oxford Anthology of Australian Love Poetry), Penny Modra (Editor of Three Thousand; The Age arts columnist) and Richard Watts (Presenter of SmartArts on TripleR).

Entries accepted until 11 July 2010 and the winner of the competition will be announced and their entry recited on 18 July following on from the 2pm Floor Talk.



Sunday, July 11, 2010

The Tall

An attractive brunet approached me and asked me where I was from. 'From the future' I replied with a glazed expression. She laughed and continued to talk. I have no idea what exactly she was chattering about, as instead of listening, I began to ponder my escapades of the night before. I remembered thinking that things were going rather well with this tall girl I fancied and then suddenly realising that they were in fact not. What exactly caused this change of heart I couldn't quite put my finger on. But this small rejection was depressing me to no end. The worst thing about it all is that I really love tall girls, and she was genuinely tall.


The perplexing thing was that every encounter we had had up to this night had the appearance of a gleaming success, and therefore, according to the movies, last night was meant to end in a blissful embrace. But then something had happened.

If there's two things I struggle with in life, it's falling asleep and making a deep connection with a girl I'm attracted to. These two things, taken for granted by many, often seemed impossible to me.

But I digress. After giving up trying to pinpoint last nights downfall with The Tall, I remembered that this brunet was still talking to herself. I decided that the best tactic to hide the fact that I hadn’t been listening was to start a new topic altogether.

I watched A Clockwork Orange for the first time yesterday. It's one of those fil-iiims that had been eluding me for years.'It's true, and I particularly loved it every time that crazy kid Alex said ULtra VI-O-lence and a bit of the old in-out, in-out. Those lines killed me every time.

Oh yeah, it's great isn't it!

Totally. But I had this idea, maybe a little inspired by that gang in the fil-iim who were into the old Ulllltra VI-O-lence. My idea's more of a social experiment I suppose.

'Yeah? Ok, let me have it'. She actually sounded interested.

It's pretty rubbish, the more I think about it, but I thought it would be interesting to make a movie about an insomniac guy who goes around stealing everyone's babies after being told that having babies around helps you sleep better.

Ok?that's quite strange.

'I just think it would be interesting to see if everyone, after watching it, goes all crazy about baby protection, after seeing these scenes of a guy jumping a fence, grabbing a baby out of a cot, stuffing it into his back pack-full-a-babies and running off. Maybe it could end in a scene where he's surrounded in a massive dark warehouse full of crying babies.'

'Yeah, I see what you mean. I think a lot of people would really panic and would never let their babies out of their sites.'

'That's exactly what I mean. I said earnestly. I was truly glad that she had fully understood the true spirit of my idea.

Le Bron

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