Place
The Chinese campus canteen is an overlooked institution, providing sustenance and representing the deep-rooted tradition of communal eating.
There is perhaps one thing that unites every Australian town — an institution that has been embedded in our national story since the 18th century: the Australian-Chinese restaurant.
There is something unpretentious and humble about the Asian bakery.
In displaying that aspect of my identity as a funny spectacle, the chuckles I’d hear echoed discordantly within it, as I felt like I genuinely didn’t know enough about what I was talking about.
Holding a large pinwheel lollipop in his left hand, he ran his, undoubtedly sticky, other one along the shelves, displacing and muddling the displays.
What did the ghouls of King Street want from me?
Geelong City is convinced that Geelong-Korea will attract baseball fans to the region.
What I found far more interesting was the interesting nexus of community that this place attracted.
Growing up with other Muslim girls in the community, and learning about our religion, bred a strong sense of sisterhood and cultural awareness that has stayed with me.
Recording a city can go beyond your standard photos of landmark buildings.
The Marais has much more to it and reveals itself as accommodating to a reformulated idea of Paris’ inhabitants.
The days in the shop go by faster as they watch students and passer-by's walk along the thoroughfare.
There’s something in the air at Disney World Florida.
A liveable city breathes and doesn’t just survive — this is achieved through the fusion of art and its people.
A former military base, it suffered urban decay before it was embraced by a group of anarchists who made it their own.
An illusory aspect of the Fisher Road Store, and mixed business stores in general, had always been its decoration.
Lost promises of an information-age childhood animate the pages of 3VERLAND, the first dive into a universe previously seen only in glimpses.
The construction site immediately became a constant in my life.
A reflection on the Botanic Gardens; or, my little childhood park.
This photo series questions what will happen to the thing that makes up the very essence of the bar: the walls.
A secret war is being waged on campus. In, around, and upon the very buildings we use everyday.
Headquarters, lodging, and museum all hide modestly on the Redfern Run. Dressed in camouflage, they escape the ocular frisk of students rushing to Abercrombie.
As cases spread beyond the gates and walls of our camp, an unlikely sense of community bloomed from the confined freedoms we enjoyed.
A visual representation of the liminal space between dream and reality.
Paintings, photographs and sculptures are scattered throughout campus, sitting on walls and perched in unassuming corners.
Make me continue my casual hospitality job after graduating from a four-year Arts degree with advanced studies and honours. But never, ever make me walk through The Tunnel.
During their nightly walks she makes their personalities and the landscape come to life.
I’ve become familiar with the strangeness of living here.
“Do you know what these trees do?”