A century and a half ago, unnamed Japanese artists illustrated the fart wars that plagued the country. Or something.
We’re yet to realise the extent of abuses that governments cover-up. One organisation is measuring the architecture of these otherwise quiet abuses.
According to the Morrison government, art is something we can do without. As the country destroys itself, is this something we should be worried about?
With Hollywood forever enthralled with possibilities of digital effects, reducing the age of actors (or bringing others back from the dead) firmly places us at a weird (hyperreal) crossroad.
As children, we were great devourers of the arts, of experiences and time. As adults, we’ve customised our life around devices, subjects of the great curation.