Under a sturgeon supermoon, I head to Transit Dance in Brunswick, to see the Australian Ballet’s annual Bodytorque program of...
What was live, I can pause, and it occurs to me that not being able to conveniently pause a live...
In a window longer than it is tall, within a white frame, there is a room. A room as a...
It begins in a place I know well. In the Great Hall of the National Gallery of Victoria. Benedicte Bemet,...
