While I sympathise with SST’s anti-development line, I cannot believe that the solution to conserving Sydney’s trees can be achieved by a simple change of government. What is required is a celebration of trees for their intrinsic value, their character, their sense of place. It is in these famous trees that we find places. There is nothing delicate in a belief like that.
Author: Nicholas Osiowy
Paint, pyrotechnics and audience participation come together at the Bondi Pavilion.
Universalism is often a dangerous concept, but perhaps there’s something in the idea that shapes are a unit, something that we can construct a world of thought out of.
It is this tension, marked by the relations between disadvantaged Indigenous characters and the quietly caring Hurley, that creates this liminal sensation, this incredible depiction of the loss, the listlessness, the thwarted hopes, the limbo of Indigenous people in Australia today.
The Giants creates a spellbinding image of a future world, and that is Bob Brown’s vision.
Emotions are revealed in light, sound and wonderful acting in this moving new play.
Poetry for Queer Honi.
A robust transport needs the transparency and democracy of public ownership.
Our cities are being invaded by a monotone greyscale that demands an urgent rethink in order to re-inject vibrance worthy of our humanity.
