Christie Nieman on the intimacy of books
Antonia Hayes reflects on a difficult diagnosis
Jessie Cole grapples with her family’s painful past
Kim Mahood returns to Tanami desert country.
WE WALKED ALONG THE DUST ROAD as twilight hung in the air. The walk felt like a procession; as John and I passed the tin and weatherboard shopfronts where brightly dressed women sold betel nut, acquaintances stopped us to chat. We saw almost everyone we knew along the road that evening, which was strange, because we had only just decided to leave Bougainville. My two-month visa was set to expire in a week, and I had failed to acquire a new one. The courier company had simply forgotten to send my passport to Moresby the previous week. A sweet-looking man […]
Mark Dapin reveals that life as a columnist isn’t always a bed of roses.
Gillian Terzis takes a trip to the Pilbara to see what a mining boom looks like up close
Ronnie Scott visits Croatia in search of a chiropractic of the psyche and a good spray tan
Barry Pearce shares excerpts from his diary written on his journey of homage to the master of urban vision, Jeffrey Smart
Elmo Keep on what it’s like to really lose it
In the summer of 1991 I was ten, and my father had bought a copy of American Psycho by Brett Easton Ellis. He sat one Saturday afternoon in the living room in his armchair, reading it. I remember this vividly for two reasons: one was that I was both fascinated and terrified by the cover art, which depicted what looked like a man wearing a mask made of flesh; and the second was a typically understated warning from my father, who looked dourly at me over his glasses and the top of the book at once, saying, ‘You can never, […]