The Deplorax. Or the Lorax goes underground. My name is the Lorax and I speak for the trees. So how’d I get...
Along with a privileged group of Northerners I was treated to the delights of the Elanee Ensemble on the afternoon of Sunday...
The book Big Porn Inc will challenge most people’s thinking about pornography and its very real and harmful consequences. There has been...
Following on from his Wellingtonia exhibition in late 2010 and early 2011, which involved observations of various aspects of Mount Wellington, and...
Hand percussionists everywhere are mourning the shock death of the Segovia of the tambourine, Davy Jones. Before Mr Jones debuted on our...
GWYNETH (Gwen) DIXON OAM (1920-2011) Gwen Dixon was a Tasmanian soprano, much loved as a performer and teacher. She grew up in...
Despard Gallery congratulates Rodney Pople as the winner of the John Glover 2012 prize. Sydney based artist Pople has been a regular...
BookMark is a regular column focusing on Tasmanian publications, writers and literary events. This week it looks at E.J. Kidd’s mesmerising fictionalised...
I am in a bar somewhere in inner city Melbourne, comfortably numb. My companions are half my age; fine young men, and...
I was ten, skinny, red-headed, Freckled. In a big black Buick, Driven by a big grown boy, with a necktie, she sat...