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Celebrating “selfebrity”
WALK INTO ANY newsagent or bookshop. Scan quickly and then let your eyes rest on the racks and racks...
Picking winners
YESTERDAY, AT THE races, someone I was making small talk with asked if I missed journalism. Two champagnes into...
On annoying a shock jock
I USED TO have a boring job. Not a terrible job, just a boring one. Everyday, I had to...
No one to blame
IN THE MEDIA, we do love a trend. If one doesn't exist, in fact, we'll make it up. Two...
Willy and Roy
ROY PRESTON LOVED loved the smell. When the amplifier's valves warmed up: their filaments glowing orange, they gave off...
Synergy and serendipity
I KEEP LOOKING for a term – the opposite of ‘a perfect storm' – to describe the synergy when...
Riding Indonesia’s art boom
Jogjakarta is a city of artists. On every corner of Central Java's ancient royal city there is an aspiring...
Notes from the feral edge
SUNDAY NIGHT ENDED with a feast of dumpstered strawberries, eaten at banquet tables piled high with bark and leaves;...
The unexpected idea
ON A WINTER'S day in 1869, Russian scientist Dmitri Mendeleev sat at his desk trying to write a textbook...
A cook’s life
Start off with a young woman walking up the steps to her apartment building, juggling handbag, computer, briefcase and...
Visionaries, or The Cello of Katerina Valentine
FIRST, THE DIRECTOR made a pitch. The film finance people told him to get a scriptwriter. ‘I've got a...
Out of the slipstream
WE WAITED IN the cold all morning. It was a Saturday in early June, only a few days before...
