When my editor asked me to do a write up about the Northern Exposure Visual Arts Festival I was immediately intrigued.
The festival happens to take place in my old hood Northcote. High St in particular holds a lot of nostalgia for me, so I thought I’d walk the walk and actually do the activity I’m plugging.
It was a beautiful winters day – there were coffees and banana pancakes to be eaten, vintage rags to be bought and Little Creatures to be drunk!
Main image courtesy of Kelly Bartholomeusz.