It’s Definitely Fascism… Review of the Sydney Opera House’s ‘Is it Fascism Yet?’
Trump will likely last a third term at least. But we must keep laughing at him. In this absurd political climate, solar joy offers a reevaluation of the current political paradigm as impermanent. I am championing joy as resistance.
Making it up as we go along (or was that something we’re supposed to know?): The Premiere Review
If we're all just putting it on for one another, isn't it nice to think that there is a place where everyone knows it's being put on?
The 50th Annual Medical Games: 2025 Med Revue
True to the Revue genre, the skits satirised the medical department’s faults. The hypocrisy of allocating exhaustive commutes to hospital residencies was poignant.
I didn’t mean to sound religious about sub-bass. But here we are: Soft Centre Review
Sydney night air, interrupted by a frequency I can only describe as blood rushing through the body.
Water and Power
Monopolistic enterprises are not just concerned with selling their product. They also want to impose their culture and values on other countries to establish themselves as the true north of the industry and dictate the distribution of resources like water.
Get Inmimind!
What emerges are abstract compositions shaped by rhythm, melody, and emotion. These sketches outline the space between hearing and feeling.
On The Run
spark that inspiration in me again, yeah?
wherever you are, read this letter
and come home to me.
Subcultural Flows
Our thirst for subculture has not been quenched, but finds new pathways to flow, as liquid as ever.
Face to Face: Portrait Exchange in Conversation
The event carves out a rare space where presence precedes performance, and where the gaze becomes a means of mutual recognition.
In Defence of RomComs
Its pessimistic parable, that modern dating is superficial (duh!), defies characterisation. Let me explain.
Don’t wear Nike TNs/Among Us
Nike TNs were a mark of swag exclusive to the disadvantaged Greater West communities of Sydney and at best a source of suspicion for the white middle-class Eastern and Northern suburbanite.
I am unsure if you can hold the weight of this.
Again, I dream that my teeth fall out (this is a dream about control).
The Allure of Ultraviolence
These works prompt a deeper question of whether our artistic fascination with violence is a glamorisation, a critique, or a coping mechanism in an ultraviolent world.
Sydney Fringe Festival: Doomers by Matthew Gasda
The doomers are stilted in that strange tech bro way, unable to understand the implications of even their smallest actions. Their voices and accents clash in soulless conflict.
Sydney Fringe Festival: ‘Antigone is existential for me’
The production blurred time in fascinating ways. While grounded in Sophocles’ ancient text, it never felt bound by it.