He held her like a seashell, and listened to her heart.
And kissed her for eternity–nevermore apart.
Exposure to the elements, works of art, water and sand aren’t a typical combination. Except at Currumbin Beach. Each September the Swell Festival brings these elements together. Lovers of sculpture, the curious and the unsuspecting descend on the beach as the cold grip of winter gives way to the effervescence of spring.
Many make the trip because of the sheer delight it brings to squelch through the sand from exhibit to exhibit, some come to the beach and are treated to a marvellous surprise and some, unfazed, go about the business of surfing, building sand castles or jogging along the shore, seemingly heedless of the display. It all makes for a fascinating spectacle. The human factor enhances the quirkiness of the art itself and the location.
This is a must see festival with works by both local and international artists. I have made the short drive the last two years to revel and delight in the extravaganza. There is something very Daliesque about the beach being transformed by an array of sculptures all individually unique and interesting and collectively satisfying. The varied works appeal to my sense of play and fun. What do you think?