We Were Strangers

We Were Strangers

A friend of mine passed away a few months ago and, although we were never especially close, his death affected me deeply. For a time afterwards I found myself impelled,…

Sheila Ghelani, Common Salt

Common Salt

This is an instrument I have never seen before. A slender dark wooden box, one side opening to become a bellow, pushed back and forth in a solemn rhythm by…

Simon Carroll

Unsent Letter to an Old Art Teacher

Dear Adrian, I’m not drawing anymore. There, I’ve said it. I didn’t become an artist like you always said I could. I write stories now instead. I have always wanted…

Jessica Ciccarelli - barbeque

Beggars, Sinners, and Barbeque

Honeysuckles line the drive as you ramble down our old gravel road and pull into the front yard. Past the rose bushes and satsuma trees, the first thing you see…

Carnevale

On the morning of April 21st, my phone showed several missed calls. My colleague Cath had been burgled in the early hours. We spoke briefly as she waited for the…

What is it like to be a pig?

Most people know little about the characters and habits of the farm animals that live around us, often hidden away from view in large industrial sheds. What are they like,…

How do we improve the lives of pigs?

Ever since the idea of ‘intensifying’ pig production began to be discussed there has been a lively debate surrounding the ‘rights’ and ‘wrongs’ of taking pigs from outside and housing…

pig dreams

Pig Dreams Pig Life

  In some dreams we are dead. It is never a surprise. Life doesn’t last long after all. Someone did ask, what is a life? Does it feel like something?…