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Remember Kazakhstan? Maybe, thinks Sharne Wolff…
Robert Hollingworth wonders whether new shows by Philip Hunter and Tina Douglas might suggest a new way of considering the art object…
As the flood waters begin to recede into memory, business resumes at Brisbane’s commercial galleries, writes Sharne Wolff
Isobel Philip uncovers the layers of Noel McKenna’s mischievous wit…
At the Institute of Modern Art, a new show by Scott Redford and Michael Zavros attempts to fool the foolish – or so claims Andrew Frost.
The Art Life’s senior Melbourne correspondent Din Heagney takes a bold step in to the unknown…
From Bonny Dot Cassidy… There are are exhibitions that come along only once in a curator’s career; and I imagine a survey of Fiona Hall’s work to be one of those — the chance to interact with a living, local
From Isobel Johnston… Things I don’t remember is the title of a song by Ugly Casanova aka Modest Mouse – who happened to be in town at around the same time as the opening of Claire Healy and Sean Cordeiro’s
Birch’s work toys with the vagaries of identity – Peter Criss being a vessel for the true revelation of the fiction of identity – but there is also a palpable sense of frustration here as well.
Gags and art. Art and gags. There just aren’t enough of them. Certainly not many good ones.