Eleanor Jackson is a Filipino Australian poet,
performer, arts producer, cyclist, writer, gal
about town, feminist, freewheeler, and
friend. One day, she is going to be an
ideas curator. Which basically
means, she will tell you
exactly what she thinks.
Until then, you’ll have
to read between
the lines.
Off Street Press, better than Chicken Man, but still everywhere, everywhere.
Lost Movements
Review by Kelly Wong
Coniston Lane, Sunday 7 October
Lost Movements is a massive collaboration between local artists, performers and musicians — the second event of its kind. This not-for-profit, artist-run initiative encourages the summative, extrasensory experience that comes from being surrounded by live art in every corner and crevice of the venue. Much like Andy Warhol’s The Factory in the ‘70s, every space is a canvas for a new creation.
I’ve always wondered how dark a room would be if it were painted all black. Black chalkboard paint covers the walls of Coniston Lane, ex-Woodland. It’s not even remotely depressing — instead it’s inspiring. Creative life blossoms in every corner. Arriving early in the evening, many walls are still blank and waiting for their artist to give them life.
Arriving in time to hear The Kite String Tangle, his ambient electronic tunes are perfect for…
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