I'm sitting alone in a waiting room that I've never been in before, nor thought I’d need to.
There’s a sliver of light from the outside world peering through the small glazed window of the door into the clinic. It’s almost like any other waiting room - lifeless overhead lights, slightly comfortable seats and perhaps…
It’s quiet outside, a little too quiet. There are meant to be 17 other people here but I haven’t seen any signs of life. Tired, culture-shocked, and utterly starving, I get my first ever meal in Canggu delivered to my villa’s door: a veggie burger with chips, an order akin to that of a seven-year-old…
On January 26, exhibitions are held throughout Australia’s campgrounds. The central themes of said exhibitions are that of patriotism and its associated behaviours. These grounds present a strange and twisted reality in which decency is substituted for brash lad-culture, extreme excess and environmental abuse.
As a single critic, it's impossible to review all of the…