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Read MoreIn response to r*ssia’s invasion, there has been more active celebration of Ukrainian traditions, art, and language, particularly amongst younger people.
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Read More“These bands kind of operate in these houses. They play live shows in basements, they don’t play at bars.”
Read MoreWhat were the curatorial decisions that went behind the art in the doctor’s waiting room?
Read MoreAnimals are living in the habitats of our streets, our roofs, our walls.
Read MoreSydney is chock-a-block full of small bars: rooftop bars, basement bars, dive bars and pubs.
Read MoreI wasn’t invisible — I was avoided. I was Moses, splitting the oncoming wave of students in two.
Read MorePhyllia Lloyd’s Mamma Mia (2008) is a 108 minute slice of feminist paradise.
Read MoreHow can a bunch of pieces of old paper be so enthralling?
Read MoreChristina Stead, novelist, Marxist, and Sydneysider, has been allowed to fade into partial canonical obscurity, in part due to failures to Americanise her unequivocally Australian work.
Read MoreA queer and Black history of white background music videos.
Read MoreThere’s something so magnificently anarchic about vegetables issuing advice through musical scripture sequences.
Read MoreDark Mofo felt tired, pretentiously pretentious, and oppressively Melbournian.
Read Morewho needs bricks when you have books?
Read MoreThe Chau Chak Wing Museum’s four-square-metre diorama is testament to the value of keeping history accessible, and above all, fun.
Read MoreCarla Simón’s presentiments of loss and modernisation in Alcarràs
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