To this day, the Bertie Beetle is by far the most iconic and well-known goodie at the Easter Show and it dazzles children at agricultural shows across Australia.
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The look of the games is what immediately drew my eye.
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Cross country skiing was a sport defined by its sheer insanity.
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A chance to prove oneself a sprog above the rest.
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When I first started fencing, I hated it.
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Rumours of systemic bullying, steroid abuse, and sexual experiments gone awry threw the jiu-jitsu-net into hysterics.
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Being born with ballet feet can be a blessing and a curse.
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The series illuminates the possibility of a playful reality where identity and behaviour can exist beyond the binary.
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Here are her entries — stories told under amber glows emanating from antique oil lamps.
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To me, art is no longer about memories, but narratives.
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This installation is also a showcase of my appreciation for my two cultures as well as the difficulties I have avoided as a queer woman by growing up in Australia.
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Camcorders are in a renaissance.
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Unfettered by the strictures of publishing criteria, a zine-maker is empowered to create whatever they want.
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After all, if there’s one thing that the left loves to do, it’s making sure that no one is allowed to enjoy a film from 15 years ago.
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Exploring my complicated relationship with the tote bag: a symbol of the modern intellectual elite.
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Unravelling the mysteries of the graphic tee.
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Self portraitures express our creative and romantic partnership and journey and the way it mingles with our identities as queer and POC couple.
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Yes, that’s right. The ceiling fan. The understated — in fact, overlooked — hero of the Australian household; the saviour of the school classroom on a summer afternoon.
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I was shocked to discover that this cottage-core fantasy would turn into a tale of exploitation, cult worship and most surprisingly, potential animal rights violations.
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My fascination lay in the transformation of something otherwise unremarkable: a pedestrian curve of the wrist turned her hands into blooming lotuses; a careful bend of her fingers turned her hands into birds.
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