What are the Oz?

My pal Dave recently returned from the Land Down Under, and with him he brought a pair of Aussie puns for you all to feast on. First up is a pretty famous one by all accounts, and I can see why:



From what I gather, it's not actually run by a group of abandoned children serving up the fruits of their latest hunt, though. Which is a bit of a shame really. However, I guess hunting potatoes is actually child's play, so wouldn't be quite as impressive.

If those same kid's just wanted to potter about in a nearby allotment to unwind after a hard days killing, they'd do much worse than to come here:



Now there's an exhibition I'd like to visit. It is Turner Prize time, after all. What do these guys do? Paint with courgettes?