…and, gawd, what a weird job lot it is this year. We’re not even going to attempt to call it (even the Packing Room Prize looks a tad bodgy) – so we’ll just drop in a few that we fancy…
Richard Bell, Me.
Leon Hall, Self-portrait
Adam (aka Blak Douglas) Hill, Smoke and mirrors (Uncle Max Eulo)
Kim Leutwyler, Start the riot.
(This last mainly because it gave us an opportunity to segue into yessiree, our sentiments exactly – let the riot begin.)
It’ll be interesting to observe the ‘who’s been pissing in who’s pocket’ game this year, eh. Check out the field, here.
glass central canberra 
My money is on Paul Ryan’s Thirteen Noahs…although don’t know if he has been pissing into (m)any pockets!
Fair call, Jac – it’s a (manifold)goodie. And, yeah, it’d no doubt also be a fair cop (as in limited pissing.)