Journal
Articles
Whale station
I SPIED THE bull turning circles an hour out from Yellow Patch. I was alone on the Looma, the...
1919
1I WATCHED FROM our front window as a cart led by two sweating horses carried five hessian sacks, a...
When blossoms fall
Today in flower, tomorrow scattered by the wind – Such is our blossom life. How can we think its...
Refuge
Voices from a region of extraction
Miner Old Tin Lizzie was the first car in Kookynie ---– the fella owed me money and wanted me to take it in payment, the...
How forms inform us
IT SEEMS WE are regularly filling in forms of one kind or another: forms for banks, the government, rental...
Maids at work
IT IS SUMMER 2008 in downtown Beirut and in the tiny bathroom of an upmarket rooftop restaurant a young...
A reluctant heroine
DEEP IN THE lush green, the sun has just set behind the soaring mountains. The town of The Third...
Baby steps
AT 10 ON a Tuesday morning on a busy street in Melbourne’s inner north, a young woman in black...
Artificial flowers The opposite of work
THEY’D TAKEN OVER a week to drive from Lake Garda, moseying into obscure glacial valleys (he liked poking around)...
From blackboards to e-learning
I STARTED TEACHING in 1974 in suburban Melbourne. I had a class of twenty-eight grade two children whose average...
We say: a work of art.
THROUGHOUT HISTORY INTERPRETATIONS of the exact work an artist is responsible for have changed dramatically. And yet what audiences...
Ting Pei
he’s a conjurorof shapes tossing trianglesinto blue calling stalksfrom the ground asking waterto dance rocks to slideand roll roofs to boblike sea birds he’s a...
