Time really does stand still when you’re at the opera, doesn’t it? Or rather, it doesn’t stand still so much as shoot you way back to a time before finicky worries like [...]
I wrote the following essay for Bosz Gallery to coincide with local artist David Jones’ current exhibition The Colonial Collective Problem. I don’t normally [...]
I was sitting at my desk writing when the Super Hornets began their flyovers across the city – practice runs for Riverfire, a celebration of pyrotechnics and music that [...]
Every work of art is an uncommitted crime.” Theodor Wiesengrund Adorno, Minima Moralia I’m not sure there are too many places with less ambience than law libraries. [...]
“I can only say that I am captivated by the rich contrasts, beautiful skies, trees and clear light of this great land, and I am happy to say that I find countless [...]
“It turns out that an eerie type of chaos can lurk just behind a facade of order – and yet, deep inside the chaos, lurks an even eerier type of order.” [...]
It’s a funny sort of self portraiture that keeps the face hidden. I’ve never fully understood why an artist does it. Is it because they don’t want the work [...]
Swimming in deep water unnerves me. I discovered this about a million years ago when I was a lifesaver on the Gold Coast. Being scared of what’s below you in the darkness [...]
Blockbuster gallery openings in Brisbane are like…well, I guess they’re like big gallery opening nights everywhere – glamorous events chock full of [...]