Litmus Journal of Melbourne

Is Not Magazine. A magazine. A poster. Known locally for insane parties and lauded internationally for original, prize-winning design: it confused...

Kurt Vonnegut once said, "If somebody says, ‘I love you,' to me, I feel as though I had a pistol pointed at my head. What can anybody reply...

Remember when some well-travelled trendsetters shipped some colourful rubber thongs back from Brazil, whacked an exorbitant price tag on them and called...

Is there anything more intriguing than Japanese pop culture? We can't get enough. In a country of Japanophiles most of us would gladly trade our island...

It seems the new way to make a splash when fitting out a store in Melbourne is making it temporary. First we heard of the three-month ‘residency...

All good things must come to an end. Fortunately for you there’s still time to taste-test the delectable ‘Kids Stay Free’ exhibition...

The Skin Project, by Brooklyn artist Shelley Jackson, is a 2095-word story published exclusively in tattoos, one word at a time, on the skin of volunteers.

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Coming into summer, a good pair of sunglasses are a precious commodity. At the pool they can be the difference between being mistaken for a pornstar or...

For many, who have been put off horns and all things Gypsy by the likes of The Cat Empire, Beirut's debut album Gulag Orkestar is less about imitating...

If, like us, you spent far too much time amusing yourself in maths class by punching 58008 into a calculator and turning it upside down, this may alarm...

Separately Together brings together (well, separately, but together) emerging artists from University of Melbourne and VCA whose work hijacks language...

Online interactivity is overrated. Whether you’re typing a comment into a little box, virtually sword fighting a Korean high school student, or...

The irrepressible convention stranglers Damn Arms have long been rubbing shoulders with the highest echelon of post-punk-new-wave glitterati like Test...

Del Kathryn Barton grew up on an alpaca farm outside of Sydney. This may help us to understand the perplexing beauty of her works. The artist describes...

Let us say this much: Nathan Gray's work will blow your tiny mind. Much like a page of LSD tabs you mistook for a sheet of lasagne and cooked and ate...

You know they’re out there. Regrettable text messages that you have sent. Asking for money, divorcing your Malaysian spouse, accusing your friends...

Like Mr Whippy looking forward to 41-degree day, we get giddy anytime we hear about Tai Snaith putting on a show. She’s earned our love over the...

"One of the ways I can tell that I am unhappy is if I get squeamish about looking up internet photos of STDs, footballers' broken legs, napalm babies."

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A safe distance from the spruiking dog fights of Lygon Street’s main drag, I Carusi’s unassuming exterior, hidden amongst the warehouses and...

Breast milk! Betrayed! Wake up, Winnipegger! Even the titles that flash up during Guy Maddin's My Winnipeg are infectious. It's a kinda-sorta love-hate...