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Australia still clings to the idea that we are all equal and a house is within arm’s reach.

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  In 2017 we were compelled to have a national survey about same-sex marriage as if we were a nation undecided. We were not. We were represented as a nation deeply troubled by the non-binary nature of sex: we are not. Gender has refused to be binary no matter what we have thrown at it. Patriarchy has given it everything it has—it is spent. When it was all over and done with, the lower classes and the Muslims were blamed for the no vote. Powerful and affluent white Australia conceived, rendered the contours and made vivid the messaging of the […]

1 Like Arthur Rimbaud, who imagined himself a drunken boat sailing the world to escape the tedium of provincial France, the painter Dušan Marek took vast oceans and bubbling surf as subjects for his art before ever setting eyes on the sea. In particular, a painting titled The Voyage, made on the slat of a wooden bunk Marek slept in during five months of internment at a refugee camp in Dillenberg, Germany, is an imaginative study of water and waves. Read from left to right, argues Bernice Murphy, author of one of two monographs on the artist, the painting’s subject […]

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My dog’s ears are all over the place. They flop over his head in a haphazard semaphore. It’s hard to imagine how they could serve any practical purpose. My dog’s ears are a dog’s breakfast. Yet sometimes, at unexpected moments, they prick up and turn in rare symmetry towards something: something unknown and unknowable to me, beyond my ken.

Progress is never permanent, will always be threatened, must be redoubled, restated and reimagined if it is to survive. —Zadie Smith When I was 18, my 30-something boss took us out for ‘team drinks’. If you’ve ever worked in a city office block, you’ve probably been out for team drinks: it’s where someone whips out the company credit card and you do shots on a Thursday night and vomit in a Myer cubicle while someone you only know from work holds your hair back. In my experience. On this particular night we grabbed a booth in the dark corner of […]

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