Welcome to the sometimes painful, often preposterous, essentially playful world of the woman who brought you 'The Grass Was Always Browner' -- a tell-all memoir of my Sydney-based childhood, originally titled 'Dancing with Dingoes'. There's some dancing in it.
Friday, July 5, 2013
Truth in a tube
What is art? How do artists in the broadest sense 'art harder', as advised by writer Chuck Wendig, my favourite nerdy on-line sage? I don't know. But this artist does.