I will never take a selfie at any place that has the words “Murdered Jews” in its name, at least not in such close succession. As to the fact that other people do? Well, I’m not sure how to feel. James Brooks Reflects.
Ito’s appeal lies in profound concepts and recurring subject matter. These foundational aspects of his work form a signature style that never fails to sew deep rooted feelings of intrigue and dread. Skye Newton writes.
Scene 1: One week before their tenth wedding anniversary, Dorothy Wickomden and Monty Lawrence are alone in a country tea garden on the outskirts of Kyoto. Words by Harry Peter Sanderson, Art by Clare Moran
For what The Culture Club was attempting to do – garner more interest than the Lawrence Wilson typically sees – it was a success. The exhibitions presented were exciting and full of vim. Karl Frederick Sagrabb reviews.
Dahl wrote from the perspective of a child made powerless in a world run by adults. The musical adaption weaves together Tim Minchin’s rhythmic wit with the children’s classic to stunning effect. Gabby Loo reviews.
Like most arts, to relay the specifics of a magic show is to bastardise its imagination. Suffice to say that the familiar utensils of cards and envelopes were used to stunning effect. Harry Peter Sanderson reviews.