Can art criticism be a dance, or a Vaudeville romp around Australia’s largest art gallery? Can the free (and hilariously droll) musings of a sparkly, adventurous super-woman produce an entertainingly valid criticism of art criticism? The answers are all Yes.
‘Plug into me, and I will cleanse you of your disaffections—I am the way. And the way is confusion.’ With consummate, and I believe natural, ease he led the flocks to a vast island where frustration and morality vanish: the land of confusion.
This morning, as I write, ABC radio's Jon Faine has crossed 'live' to Bali for an apparent 'update' on the transfer of two seemingly doomed Australian citizens to their island of execution.
