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“It's like you’ve entered another world, transported through the looking glass, except it was a funhouse mirror and you’ve just joined the circus.”
“Sometimes I worry that I'm him. But I’m not really. I’ve mastered authenticity. So have you. Well, maybe you don’t like this person because they’re kind of fake. This poser has fooled everyone into thinking they’re genuine. Isn’t that unfair?”
“Exile is ultimately what a gaoler calls freedom, and we are far too often our own prisoners.”
Nicholas Osiowy contemplates
What does a camera really see?
“To situate myself within the vast, exhilarating, and exotic waves of this grand tourist city was to engage in a mercurial pursuit — a perilous, ambiguous dance.”
Meredith Wang 看了 @meremaidn_by_day
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She is a breeze of fresh air in industry, but her eclectic and abnormal production continues to divide her from mainstream structured pop music.
Improvisation is the act of conjuring for the instant, an adventure in entropy.
Today, winged eyeliner and black double grommet belts seem enough to constitute belonging, with “goth” and “punk” being thrown around in place of “emo”.
In conversation with Kim Jimin of Meaningful Stone — on 90’s rock bands, surfing and the spiritual power of the universal subconscious.
“Nicola Jane "Nikki" Groarke (born 2 June 1962) [1] is a British Anglican priest. Since 2014, she has served as the Archdeacon of Dudley. She trained for ministry at Ridley Hall, Cambridge, and was literally ordained in 2000 Blah blasbhdbfgkjrmfds ugh boring.”
“As you pass from this world to the next, tátay tells me to prepare the table for the alay (offering). Candles are lit, coconut husks and incense sticks are burnt. The room is filled with cries and songs, some of sadness, others of joy.”
Eko Bautista venerates
“To understand Indian vegetarianism as non-violent is unequivocally false”
Christopher Kane and Mihir Sardana deconstruct vegetarian food.
What's so important about a morning brew?
“Everyday, as the sun rises, we sip our kaapis next to each other.”
Aishwarya Sai concocts.
Ever wonder what you might find in what is left behind?
“Some glean because they have been left no choice, others have sought out the gleaning lifestyle to participate ethically in society.”
Ondine Karpinellison sifts through the weeds.
Should we stop stuffing food in our typeface?
“The machine demands that typefaces be utilitarian; precise in their sharpness and uniformity. It demands the same of the food we eat: perfect and primed, glossy and crunchy.
Miles Hiroshi Huynh sends it back. @mileshiroshi
What do we really want in the pursuit of optimization?
I think it’s an important relationship, and it’s how I got into coffee, but I don’t think we run the same way as a regular barista…You’re in my space, and I’m going put on a show for you”
Hugo Anthony Hay and China Meldrum spill the beans with Sebastian Cincotta.
Reuniting nations, one meal at a time
"We sit together and drink rakija, watching on as burly Balkan men with names like Bogdan, Branko and Borislav waddle in and share the space with us”
Luke Mešterović reunifies. @luke.mesterovic
There’s an almost irreconcilable discord between the Sydney coffee culture projected by mainstream food publications and the realities of most Sydneysiders.
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.
A microwave lasagne made me want to cry
This mouth-watering seasoning is the missing answer to many food crises.
Although Australia’s natural landscape has been decimated by concrete and industry since colonisation, if you know where to look, the city remains a rich supermarket of edible delights.
The choctop shift can be tranquil, humbling, and quietly frustrating.
Restaurants come and go, seamlessly replacing the previous business’ facade with new signage and unique branding.
Merivale possesses a discreet chokehold on Sydney’s hospitality industry.
Celebrate a special occasion with a dear friend or loved one with this decadent recipe for how to cook everyone’s favourite semi-aquatic, denim-rocking invertebrate.
Sydney is chock-a-block full of small bars: rooftop bars, basement bars, dive bars and pubs.
Pasolini cleverly subverts the cinematic techniques of excitement to be in service of pure horror.
Art, in its purest sense, is to create, while policing, is to destroy.
Suspended between death and life, the vampire occupies a liminal space wherein typical boundaries can be blurred.
So here I am, pussy out in the kitchen at 11:47pm, my left knee aching (I’d squat down too fast), and I am trying my luck with the back-of the fridge container.
Inner-West Ennui
“Above came the rumble-tumble of trains, whines of whistles, the frantic blaring of approaching horns. From below the roars of old buses and the pop of a Porsche or broken-down Ford. A man in a green down jacket, young with spiky black hair, hurried through the soup of neon and sunset.”
Nicholas Osiowy wanders.
With all the furniture removed, the house looked tired.
“Just one insecure species trying to get an A+ at intergalactic show and tell. For as long as we can remember we’ve been left home alone and God we just wish our neighbours would drop by with some food and a hug.”
“Spots signify a pure kind of repulsive nothing [ ]. Possessing a type of purity that cannot be subsumed by any desire.”
“Last night I occupied the bathroom and its blue fluorescence, soaking it up like a greedy phantom. My reflection taunted me in this harsh light.”
Cate Chapman reflects
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The heroine on Mark Gong’s runway can be a hopeless romantic drunk on love and equally capable of madly despairing.
Curiouser and curiouser… the Maries wander into a world of romance, frolic, and absurdity.
Carolyn Bessette-Kennedy exists in the accolades as an it-girl.
“Move over Club Penguin, there’s a new horrifically laggy, slightly problematic, bug-riddled, deeply iconic flash game to crash your parents' 2012 HP Spectre on.”
“I now sported my shiny new Bakiez management badge, and became the perfect power-tripping 12 year old, telling off all the other inferior 12 year olds. I was no longer the trainee, I was the trainer.”
As August appears every year, so does a discrete package at the footstep of my family home.
I mean it. Honestly.
Want an alternative to those dreadful Dendy straws?
“There is a visual dissonance in this piece; amongst the pandemonium lies quiet order.”
It’s our human instinct to constantly observe people, behaviours, and the lived environments that are ever-changing. I find myself in these moments as the observer, unaware of people's motives and the surrounding environment. I’m never aware of the full picture, only vague figures, shapes, and colours remain. Countless moments pass by me, blurring and distorting themselves from realistic form.
“With each card played, the hands dealt are stained with blood.”
Is there a “correct” way to use a piece of software?
“With our fingers progressively morphing into letter keys with every digital exchange encountered, there is also an opportunity and a drive to ‘opt out’, play, and discover new ways of approaching traditional formal constructs of design.”
Lauren Maccoll clicks around and creates. @ibigbirdblog
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“I chose to replicate AI generated images because I wanted a translation of the human spirit to crack through the endless multitudes of soulless images online in the most ridiculous way possible.”
Finley Anderson paints. @finlin_000
