James Lynch, Some new paintings and a zoetrope

Fat 272 isn’t exactly new to the Melbourne retail game, but that doesn’t mean they aren’t as fresh as the day they sprung up on Chapel...

Jota Castro, a deliciously quirky character, is a former diplomat at the UN and EU turned prominent International artist. His practise includes installation...

Even the most diehard fashion-lovers need a break from tiny change rooms and aloof sales people. Especially now the sun's shining and there are better...

Naive opinion brands Dosh as white-boy experimental hip hop just because he sits on the Anticon roster. Sure, there are percussive leanings towards...

Regrettably there is supposed to be a cute little dash kind of thing on top of the 'o' in Sigur Ros. We can't find it on the keyboard, but to describe...

A Melbourne-shot adaptation of Where the Wild Things Are has been postponed to be ‘lightened up' but artists have meanwhile banded together...

Rosetzky works across a number of art genres and materials that have always allowed his figures a certain amount of distance, but Worlds Apart...

John Foxx’s bucolic audio-visual collage in Tiny Moving Pictures reflects his entire career. His past musical and cinematic influences, from Ultrovox...

Sounds like the people of artistic collective DAMP were sat in front of the right television programs in their youth. Their outrageous exhibition, Group...

We labour over choice in this city weighed down by department stores. The buffet of designer labels. The smorgasbord of coloured thread. The countless...

Mum gave me a Scrabble set for Christmas this year, no it's not like that; I really wanted one. Despite this, the holidays were a difficult time, my worst...

Alex Vivian is a name appearing in so many cracks, crevasses and one-man acts; no one is finding it easy to keep up. He may have caught your attention...

Here's the deal: Red Road is the first in a loose trilogy called "The Advance Party". New directors were given a set of characters - defined...

Who's blazing a flare-trail across the face of music's electronic future, then? Who's keeping the dream of hard-patched classicism after Jim O'Rourke's...

If you avoid heading down to the Australian Centre for Contemporary Art because of the amount of times the exterior is used to sell naff cars, then...

Pour café / petite dejeuner: While we French purists have been turning our noses up at Vue de Monde (it's Vue du Monde, Monsieur Bennett), its...

There was once a certain rock band who intentionally produced an album that was so left-field that their heavyweight record company, Virgin, had to break...

In 1984 in Tasmania me and Philip Hawley went on a Uniting Church Mystery Bus Tour. We were both 12 and, on that infamous Murray's coach, the only humans...

Move over Victoria’s Secret, take a hike John Galliano and get lost Akira, the RMIT kids are here with an electric new wave of designer pieces...

Dario Argento is called ‘The Italian Hitchock’ and sure, he loves his knives, but it doesn’t do justice to the rich, drenched psychodrama...