A parable in the Hills
Proverbs 3:9 “Honour the Lord with your wealth, with the first fruits of all your crops.
Public Space in a Private Time
What drew my attention to Acconci, however, was a small, maroon book whose pages bore his 1990 essay, ‘Public Space in a Private Time,’ to which the exhibition was titled in commemoration of.
She did not understand the fun of shooting birds
In her novels and private correspondence, the gap was narrowed. What was human became animal and what was animal became human.
Do not disturb my circles
Nothing comes from nothing, And so Prometheus toiled: I must change your life.
What's the Craic?
Craic is my attempt to publish my own work, through championing Northern Irish culture. It started as a response to increasing tensions during the pandemic and through Brexit in the U.K.
SUDS' 'Blithe Spirit' review: "a lovely little farce"
‘Blithe Spirit’ is a 3-act performance that acts as an absolute testament to what student theatre can be.
Welcome to the (tragic) family, son
There is no definitive limit to our physique; it’s always “moving in and out of focus”.
A brief inquiry into chance encounters in the digital age
I realised that sometimes it's best to savour the memory of a spontaneous connection rather than holding onto people with the strings of technology.
With teeth: Why girls love vampires
Suspended between death and life, the vampire occupies a liminal space wherein typical boundaries can be blurred.
A night in the most popular sex shop on Oxford Street
For many people, the idea of walking into an adult shop can be intimidating or embarrassing, though it doesn’t have to be — buying a sex toy can be a fun and empowering experience.
The warrior women of Dahomey
These warriors are the only known army in modern history to be exclusively composed of women, and they protected the citizens of their kingdom for at least two centuries.
bAKEHOUSE's 'Human Activity' at KXT Broadway: Review
There’s a heavy weight here. Human Activity bears it exceptionally well.
Whose coffee culture?
There’s an almost irreconcilable discord between the Sydney coffee culture projected by mainstream food publications and the realities of most Sydneysiders.
Three steps to ennui in Sydney (and three reasons not to follow them)
Today Milan Kundera died; and forty years ago, a different student entered his world of middle-aged fever-dreams.
I am a ghost watching my own body
We are player, viewer, voyeur, flaneur, spectator, and character all at once.
Love unscripted: The culture industry’s romantic reel dance
Business is business, what else are you supposed to do?