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Roman architecture is but depraved Greek.
From every paragraph, void, hollows, emptiness and absence eyeball the reader.
In essence, contemporary art is science fiction.
The effect of looking at Tango’s work is rare and unusual.
None of this ever happened.
In the middle of the room sit two glass vitrines filled with what would, in the vernacular of most families, be called pictures.
It’s that time of year again when Sydney goes Head On for the annual festival of Australian and international photography…
With the deft addition of a few lines, the artist creates figures, heads and bodies reminiscent of the Venus of Willendorf, a fox-woman in repose, or a sock-headed creature with ice zombie eyes.
Olive Cotton died in 2003 but lived long enough to be both surprised and delighted at the rekindled interest in her work.
What is nature for?