Rebuilding the Stratocaster 'In my music, I'm trying to play the truth of what I am. The reason it's difficult is because I'm... By Paul Draper
Tunnel vision of the soul IN MIDWINTER JULIA shuffled into my office and slowly lowered herself into the chair beside my desk. It was... By Leah Kaminsky
Language wars WHEN MY SON told me he was going to Beijing to study Mandarin after graduating, he also said, with... By Selina Li Duke
Science without a capital S Selected for The Best Australian Essays 2011SCIENCE IS ONE of the few human constructs designed to test its own... By Robyn Williams
The bone garden AN OLD MAN is sitting by his fireside, candlelight illuminating a halo of wisps around his bald head. He... By Margaret Merrilees
The play of days I AM SITTING in the autumn shade at the edge of our long driveway. We always stop here on... By Julienne van Loon
Doctrine of the top 500 IT IS OFTEN said that there are only 500 people in the country. Of course, this is untrue. There... By Charles Firth
White me IN THE COURSE of an average Australian lifetime, a white lifetime, face-to-face communication with Indigenous Australians might be fairly... By Robert Hillman
Exploring the historical imagination IT HAS BEEN said of George Macaulay Trevelyan that he was gifted with a 'vivid pictorial sense'. True enough,... By Peter Cochrane
The minor fall, the major lift ENGAGEMENT WITH THE fundamentals of music and sound deeply influence the formation of a composer's aesthetic. There is such... By Andrew Schultz
What is seen and heard ‘What are these blinks of an eyelid, against whichthe only defence is an eternal an inhuman wakefulness?Might not they... By Peter Ellingsen
Talking on the terrace A FEW YEARS ago, I attended a wedding party in a guesthouse in a Bavarian village. The place was... By Natasha Cica