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Monday Biennale exhibition number 2 Bond Store, Windmill Lane, The Rocks. Maryanne, Ros, Tony and me. Walking down Kent Street in tune.   Its twenty-seven past and the lights are now going on in George Street. The bus is filling up, with suited women, balding, steel rimmed spectacled men. &n...

...saved a wretch like me. "With memory set smarting like a re-opened wound, a man's past is not simply a dead history, an outworn preparation of the present: it is not a repented error shaken loose from the life: it is a still quivering part of himself, bringing shudders and bitter flavours...

  "Sooner or later, we all discover that the important moments in life are not the advertised ones, not the birthdays, the graduations, the weddings, not the great goals achieved. The real milestones are less prepossessing. They come to the door of memory unannounced, stray dogs th...

“Adventure is something you seek for pleasure, or even for profit, like a gold rush or invading a country; ... but experience is what really happens to you in the long run; the truth that finally overtakes you.”Katherine Anne Porter I think I am starting to work out what one my n...

My father was a milkman. So, I delivered milk. Karl Malden My father was a filmmaker. So, I watched movies. Feel my pulse Tuesday 3 October I was at the Dendy cinema at Opera Quays in Sydney alone, skiving off from university to watch a film on my own. I had worked from 7am to…

He picks up on something - which is that whether you're a 50-year-old or an adolescent, you're on some kind of hormonal rollercoaster in those two age groups. So I'm not quite sure if it's serious comedy or funny drama. Geoffrey Rush Family - I have lost whatever respect I had left for my father&...