A French-born artist’s twenty year devotion to his work has turned a patch of graffiti into a Sydney landmark.
The Sydney sold in tourism ads is one of golden beaches, blue skies and a sparkling harbour. In a series of noirish photographs Christian Ferreiro, a graphic designer, has captured an altogether different place.
Chris Ryan is enchanted by a creature of the not-so-deep in Clovelly.
We speak to Lyndal Irons about her photographic exhibition documenting the final days of Petersham’s iconic Oxford Tavern.
Sydney Outsider’s Tom Collins gets on the sauce at the source.
Scruffy Murphy’s is more associated with glassings than gastronomy. As a serious foodie who eats at least three times a day, I’m a little nervous about what the chef will plate up.
On a narrow street in Newtown a giant dog towers above the traffic. Passers-by double take at the massive sculpture. Cars slow down as they pass the trailer it sits on, and come to a stop as drivers stare.
“What is that thing?… And what’s that smell?” Anyone who’s spent enough time in North Bondi for the wind to change direction will have heard a visitor ask such questions.
How the depressing daily journey into work was made just a little more depressing, so the people of Pine Street could get a good night’s sleep.
Joseph has the Wednesday evening commuters bouncing to a reggae beat.