• THIS ARTICHOKE HEART

    I once believed I knew myself, That I had mapped The farthest flung corners of my life, Its valleys masked by shadows, Its fields awash with sunlight. I thought I knew the depths of its jungles, Prepared against its hidden…

  • JP AFFLICK | CHASING THE HORIZON

    We view the world in polarities. We see them and we see us. We see those that can and those that can’t, the lucky and the unlucky, the privileged few and the deprived masses. At times, we view the simply…

  • CD COVER DESIGN

    Indigenous musician Danny Bani grew up in Far North Queensland and has blending a wealth and variety of inspiration into his own blues-inspired sound. Danny’s Byron-based management company, Aum PR + Creative, required a full CD soft cover design in…

  • SAM CUTLER | SKIRTING THE LIMELIGHT

    According to a recent study conducted by the mighty Microsoft Corporation, the human attention span has dropped from 12 seconds to eight seconds. We live in a fast-paced world of soundbites, vox pops and sensationalism, a world that devours, masticates…

  • BYRON BAY FILM FESTIVAL | VOYEURISTIC PURSUITS

    There is something a little voyeuristic in watching movies. We gain an insight into the lives of others, empathise with strangers, peek through the curtains of our closeted lives into a world that is not ours. Whether it is dreaming…

  • ILONA HARKER | COMFORTABLY CONFRONTING

    We all wear masks. Our daily lives consist of a masquerade ball, a series of pseudo-personae that we adopt to fulfill society’s prescriptions. Some hide only our deepest truths, while others offer absolute protection, suits of armour as far removed…

  • WARWICK GOW | THREE WISHES

    All too often we inherit our life choices, sometimes they are thrust upon us or prescribed to us by society and family, sometimes we follow the dogma of education. To pursue those choices and passions of our own volition is…

  • HIATUS KAIYOTE | THE RE-INVENTION OF SOUND

    I was sitting, as I so often am, staring blankly at my computer screen. Words flittered through my mind like fireflies on the wind, beyond reach and teasing me. I wasn’t looking to create the great Australian novel or anything…