Peter Munro is a journalist for the Sydney Morning Herald.
Standing in the shadow of the gigantic naked man is author Kathy Lette, whose head reaches only so high as his awkwardly hairy navel. He bears the pained look of a person who would rather be anywhere but here, perched nude on a stool in a well-lit room at the Art Gallery of NSW. She looks positively delighted to see him.
A lawn in Loftus is a long way from the lofty heights of Bondi's Sculpture by the Sea.
Sydney's lockout laws have deadened its live music scene, according to the DJs and artists who once played late into the night in the city.
Award-winning actor Colin Friels doesn't watch his performances on screen, in case he likes what he sees.
Stage managing a major theatre production is about solving problems before they happen, but what happens when a crash landing stops the show.
Subcultures – grunge, psychobilly, bodgies, seapunk, afrofuturism – rise and fall. But goths (the subculture not the ancient Germanic tribes) have been putting on pale face and dark eyeliner for almost 40 years.
Matt Damon likes to think of himself as the other guy in the room, in a universe where the other guy earns $US20 million for a 123-minute film.
Bangarra Dance Theatre choreographer Jasmin Sheppard set out to confront audiences with some uncomfortable truths about Governor Lachlan Macquarie, the so-called Father of Australia.
White's life offers plenty of excuses to despair but he never strays into self pity, which is no mean feat.
An Evening With Mr Paul Foot descends into utter nonsense, as he babbles on stage and up close with the audience in pure, glorious gobbledygook.
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