From penguin our travels took us back towards Devonport, and serendipity, as it often does, intervened. Passing through Sheffield, Tasmania, again, we found ourselves compelled to stop. It was all because Lisa developed a peculiar fondness for a piece of art gracing the side of a building.
This particular mural, in its own way, is reminiscent of Pro Hart's chaotic style. He of the legendary flying ants. "What a mess, Mr. Hart," Lisa declared, with a chuckle, as we pulled the vehicle over. It's safe to say she always appreciated that kind of… enthusiastic application of colour.
The piece itself is a vibrant explosion, swirls of colour that seem to writhe and dance across the building. It certainly brightens up the rather mundane shed it adorns. Whether it's technically brilliant is perhaps up for debate, but it certainly captures attention. And isn't that half the battle? In Sheffield, it is a splash of colour.