The Body on Canvas
Marlene Dumas at the Venice Biennale.
Suddenly there were frozen scrambled eggs for breakfast
I said goodbye to my brother, who wished me luck with eyes flooded with tears, then I left the house, followed by my mother. We took a cab to the airport.
The West Sees the World
on transnational media and the war in Ukraine
From Botany Bay to the Flying Boats
Weird colonial propaganda in Australian schools
Scheming for Moderna in the Black Heart of Budapest: An Ex-pat’s Vax Adventure
If I’ve learned anything this past year, living in a somewhat unstable foreign country during a vicious global pandemic, it’s to stay away from vaccines that sound like Captain Beefheart album titles.