‘Now, and the Mind Tears’, immersive installation at Agency Agency, Nicholas Building, Melbourne

Now, and The Mind Tears you walk down the street  you've stared too long at nothing something steps your miss you are where? --- An installation exploring the existential quandary of the city-dweller, inquiring into apathy and conscious renunciation as a response to the chaos of contemporary life. This work intersperses writing from the Hindu... Continue Reading →


Apathy & Democracy: Reflections on a Sunday of protesting Manus

The following reflection was written whilst sitting on the tarmac outside Flinders St station, Melbourne, with protestors from the Artists Against Abuse initiative. It was the third protest against the treatment of the refugees in Manus held that day and it was also the smallest, commencing with a performance outside the National Gallery of Victoria... Continue Reading →

MOKITA @HillsceneLIVE, Birdsland Reserve

A durational performance, a ritual, and an invitation, MOKITA is mourning in motion. Exploring grief, and the complex emotions arising from, but not limited to, environmental collapse, Mokita is a participatory, immersive and meditative experience where attendees are invited to submit their grieving to the space and to share in the catharsis A Kilivila word... Continue Reading →

this much i retain.

this much I retain a smugness of tongue pores augmented to particular frictions of phrase resonant taut frenulum linguae: my fine flesh spine rooted bottom-mouth, is finessed in tricks of banana-fruit custom. Unearthed twice, seeds of heritage soil were vacuum-packed and undeclared to ensure ease of naturalisation. Despite the sojourn through the Singlish ‘lah’ ruby... Continue Reading →

Eating from the Machine.

It is a bizarre feeling to step into the future. Or at least in those fleeting moments when you become conscious of your presence in something much more akin to Orwell's or Huxley's vision than to the urban memories of the world from childhood. I have my arms full, they are weighty with the wools... Continue Reading →

Mumbai musing.

Fairy lights on Bombay nights. Darkness lit to hide that which lurks in the inbetweens, beneath the seams, Where black cats ride with heads slung low, Tails cut to stumps by the sharp edges of a town known by a sum of its parts, In a country known to none. I am one. Amid the... Continue Reading →

Absolute planes.

Find me something absolute, Find me something with solid edges and clear planes. Show me, if you can, Something that fits in measure glasses, Or compacts into mortar, and holds whole bricks up to cast shadows against light. Find me this, solid and whole. But find it for me most, Absolute. Immovable. Irrefutable. Untaintably, real.... Continue Reading →

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