I have a tiny sponsor child in Bangladesh. In an ideal world, she wouldn’t need to be sponsored and I wouldn’t have to worry about her reaching adulthood…

Behind every story in the media that makes me want to cry I can trace the instigating issue to greed and lust for power/control by entities (corps and gov) and individuals who seem classically sociopathic. The way we have decided to perceive success seems to lead inevitably to the ones most lacking in morals, ethics or care for others to be hailed as leaders. I am tired of the cruelty. I would like to see what we could achieve if kindness and social wellbeing were the goal instead of greed.

The rise of adult colouring books, the return of the 90’s and just us reaching for things that remind us of our childhood constantly, made me wonder if it was like this for previous generations too or are we trying to postpone adulthood and all that comes with it more than before? Are we longing for simpler times with everything developing so fast around us?

Why, in 2015, is the catholic church still not taking action against priests/bishops in positions of power who abuse children? A lot of it is getting swept under the rug. Is it to save face in light of declining religious beliefs amongst the public?

I have just finished a painting on the Myall Creek Massacre for the Blake Prize. Part of me feels like I should be advocating in my artist statement but I was not driven by advocacy when painting; I was driven by inquiry and emotional turbulence

Political rhetoric seldom translates easily into discernible difference at the individual level. When Malcolm Turnbull proposes an increasingly ‘agile’ Australia, what real difference will this occasion in our 21st-century, day-to-day lives?

So. Many. Festivals.

Get out from behind the panel, folks…

I’m annoyed by the illogical and racist emails that I receive from friends whose parents or grandparents came here as so called economic migrants or refugees. Ever since people like Pauline Hanson have come on the scene I’ve seen a change in our culture. I’m sure most Australians don’t want to live in a racist country.

I am sick and tired of feminism being a dirty word! I want to believe that the only reason anyone would choose to deny that they were a feminist would be due to a misunderstanding about what the world means. Perhaps there are other reasons why people are reluctant to take this label for themselves…

I’d love 10 hours, 100 minutes and 100 seconds in a day – scientists would love it. But could people cope with such a fundamental change to everyone’s (in the world!) lives?

If a survivor of trauma is subjected to bullying, discrimination and threats, whenever they attempt to speak out about the abuses they suffered, is it possible for a survivor to thrive in the oppressive environment?