Queensland Art Gallery

On was the 11th annual Asia Pacific Triennial of Contemporary Art; I was pretty piecemeal in how I took it in given this was a bit of a snatched visit, but I liked Katsuko Ishigaki's Okinawa paintings with their US military bases, vivid blurriness and willingness to highlight the elements of their own inner composition, and Mit Jai Inn's installations which made good use of the central hall.

"View of Henoko-Oura Bay from Sedake Hill" (2023-24)

Also "Suburban Sublime: Australian Photography" which was smallish and overall not as engaging as its theme seemed likely to be, but it did remind me that Bill Henson's work, for all its over familiarity and the overly familiar discourse about its subjects and surfaces (admittedly a discourse that does continue to become more complex over time), really does have a whoosh to it - a reminder I get nearly every time I see any of it.

"Untitled #76" (1985-86)

Marisha Pessl - Darkly

The concept is fun, the execution solid enough without rising to any great heights.

"Yayoi Kusama" (NGV International)

In a way Yayoi Kusama has crept up on me over the years. I've liked her quite a lot for a long time now, including some memorable encounters - the pumpkins on Naoshima, the illuminated ladder to infinity at the NGV (and in Our Magic Hour) - but I don't think I've ever really focused on her art as a body of work. I suspect a large part of that's been because both the surfaces of the art (the dots!) and the persona of the artist loom so large, making it difficult to properly see the works themselves, in their own right and as a whole.

Things I was struck by in this large survey:

• The correspondence with Georgia O'Keeffe
• The obsessive, repetitive work from early on
• The dots also being from early on
• The pumpkins, in a good way
• 'Self-obliteration'
• The darkened celestial mirror rooms have maybe always been my favourites, eg "Chandelier of Grief" (2016) below

(w/ Jade)

"Current: Brian Robinson" & Sculpture Park, McClelland Gallery

Been a while since I made it out here and this visit was mostly for the sculpture park. Those that most stood out tended to be the most monumental, and a couple for their whimsy. I might be wrong but my impression is that the artists represented in the park are notably un-diverse, seeming to lean heavily towards older white men.

Dean Collis - "Rex Australis: The king is dead, long live the king", 2012

Andrew Rogers - "The winding path, the search for truth", 2010 and (in background) "Gaia", 2014

Sebastian di Mauro - "Snuffle", 2002-03

Peter Blizzard - "Halo moon shrine", 2005

Roman Liebach - "Wharf spears", 2005

John Kelly - "Alien", 2006

R. F. Kuang - Babel

At the very least, Babel is interesting in multiple ways - an undisguised and undisguisedly angry polemic on the harms of colonialism wrapped up with an interrogation of the role of language and translation in empire and cross-border understanding, and of strategies of social change (including the necessity or otherwise of violence, and the toll that it takes), and delivered through a mostly pretty gripping alternative-historical fantasy story. 

It's repetitive, didactic, heavy-handed and more - yet these scan more as texture than as flaws, part and parcel of the particular thing that Babel is, and even admirable as indications of the novel's willingness to depart from some conventional markers of literary quality and tastefulness. There's not a lot else like it that I've read.

Gladiator II

In the shadow of the original, almost by design. 

Mission: Impossible 1-8

I've watched all of these before except #3; taken as a whole they sure are entertaining. 

Moana 2

The first one is my favourite of the Disney animations I've seen - relatively unproblematic (a low bar) with an engaging lead character (relatedly) and good music. The sequel is just fine, nothing more, and mainly because of the built-up goodwill from the first. I would've liked to've seen more of Matangi who actually seemed like a character, as well as having the best song.

(w/ R, L, J & H)

"An Insatiable Appetite for Pictorial Adventure: William Blamire Young" & "five letters cinque lettere: Filomena Coppola" (Mildura Arts Centre)

Supposedly Blamire Young is known as the master of Australian watercolour but I didn't get much from him. I could see the technical proficiency but some of his work seemed almost to be trying to create oil painting-like effects, to which I basically felt, what was the point.

I liked the Coppola exhibition, which was about the experiences of post WWII Italian migrants to the Sunraysia region, its title and theme coming from the five letters of the English alphabet that aren't in the Italian alphabet: j, k, w, x and y.

2024: "Like it's some kind of excuse"

1. Rewind - Rosali
Bite Down (Merge, 2024)

2. White Lies, White Jesus and You - Katie Pruitt
Mantras (Rounder, 2024)

3. Fish - Angie McMahon
Light, Dark, Light Again (Gracie Music, 2023)

4. I'm Not Crying, You're Crying - English Teacher
This Could Be Texas (Island, 2024)

5. It Was Coming All Along - Maggie Rogers
Don't Forget Me (Debay Sounds / Capitol, 2024)

6. The Hurtin' Kind - Orville Peck (feat. Midland)
Stampede (Warner, 2024)

7. Clams Casino - Cassandra Jenkins
My Light, My Destroyer (Dead Oceans, 2024)

8. Empires Never Know - Jessica Pratt
Here in the Pitch (Mexican Summer, 2024)

9. Floating on a Moment - Beth Gibbons
Lives Outgrown (Domino, 2024)

10. Good Luck, Babe! - Chappell Roan
single (Island, 2024)

11. North Country - Gillian Welch & David Rawlings
Woodland (Acony, 2024)

12. Run - Miranda Lambert
Postcards from Texas (Republic / Big Loud, 2024)

13. Right Back to It - Waxahatchee (feat. MJ Lenderman)
Tigers Blood (Anti-, 2024)

A lot of great songs this year, though no albums that I really took to heart - closest was Lives Outgrown. "It Was Coming All Along" is a pretty perfect rock-pop song that calls back to the late 90s / early 2000s golden age for that genre; "Fish" runs deep and for me is thoroughly associated with a certain stream of Australian music / lit / experience that includes the likes of Holly Throsby and Jennifer Down. Katie Pruitt was back with another crisply longing collection and Cassandra Jenkins with a rockier, catchier one; I continue to mostly only like rather than love Waxahatchee's take on Americana but "Right Back to It" kept on calling to me across the year. 

(on spotify)

Emily St John Mandel - Station Eleven

I suppose all novels about the end of the world are also about something else; what makes Station Eleven different is that, if anything, it's more about that other stuff - the meanings and relationships of art, society, family (birth types and otherwise) and selfhood - while also being about the aftermath of an apocalyptic pandemic. It's so well written, sentences, scenes and structure. This is the second time I've read it (first time here) and having since read Sea of Tranquility it's clear the two are of a piece.

Lev Grossman - The Bright Sword

The other knights came to life for me just as much as Collum despite having much less page time - Bedivere, Dinadan, Palomides, to a lesser extent Dagonet and Constantine. And the others, who get no or only limited point of view sections - Nimue, Guinevere and Arthur (Morgan and Lancelot less so). Just as importantly, The Bright Sword's Britain comes to life too - its conflicts, tribes, histories and magics. I guess there aren't many stories (or sets of stories) that lend themselves as readily to retelling and reimagining as King Arthur's - I wonder why that is? Grossman's version works.

Jennifer Down - Bodies of Light

There's something convincing about Jennifer Down's writing - across the many of her short stories that I've read (and which might be her strongest form, or at least my favourite of hers), that lovely debut novel Our Magic Hour and now Bodies of Light. I don't know exactly how she achieves it, but everything she writes feels like it comes from a place of knowing - not direct lived experience necessarily, but a meaningful emotional or psychological understanding nonetheless. 

Completely unshowy but with a style that's recognisable (at the level of both sentences and set pieces and motifs), Down is a wonderful writer - which is just as well given the heaviness of her subject here, and how many ways a novel like this could have gone wrong (but Bodies of Light never does) in depicting the sheer level of trauma experienced by its central character and its lifelong effects. I read the first few pages on a train and found it so affecting that I nearly had to stop reading - and it doesn't let up from there. 

It's not trauma porn, and neither does it descend into anything adjacent to inspiration porn; Maggie / Josie / Holly is rendered with empathy and complexity and the structural forces shaping her life - the broken 'care' system for children, the institutions and cultures that enable abuses of power and sexual violence, the damage done by misogynistic mindsets and beliefs about women and mothers - laid out with righteous anger. The whole novel is brutal, intimate, compelling, moving. 

The Fall Guy

The unquestionable charisma of Ryan Gosling and Emily Blunt (the latter a touch dimmed compared to usual) can only take you so far. The Fall Guy doesn't take itself too seriously, it's got some fun actors in secondary roles, and it's self aware - although not with any particular coherence - but it's not as fun as it should be.

Dungeons & Dragons: Honour Among Thieves

I'd had the impression this was quite well reviewed, but if that's true, expectations must have been very low. Although, thinking about it, it's hard to say how the movie could've been actually good - what tone that would have required, if nothing else.

In The Loop

Holds up over time I reckon.

(previously)

Furiosa: A Mad Max Saga

This movie certainly has a vibe.

Rachel Kushner - Creation Lake

There was a moment while reading Creation Lake where I felt that hard-to-describe feeling in my stomach that only comes when reading something especially enjoyable and interesting at the same time - almost always literary fiction, which is less about any intrinsic hierarchy of worth and more about its nature as a genre. The feeling or sensation is hard to describe, but it's a bit stirred-up, a bit excited, a feeling of pleasure. 

Neither the spy plot nor the big ideas about humanity and civilisation felt out of balance - that they're woven so well together has a fair bit to do with the novel's voice, Sadie Smith's harsh judgements and decisive observations rubbing up interestingly with the occasional hints of a less self-contained inner self, and the way that Bruno's emails and the rural French setting eventually leave her unmoored.

In the end I felt this was more 'very good' than towards 'great' - but books as simultaneously grippingly readable and intellectually substantial (not to mention, enjoyable) as this one don't come along that often.

Tom Greenwell & Chris Bonnor - Waiting for Gonski: How Australia Failed its Schools

Things that this book reminded me about:

• What makes Australia extraordinary, and not in a good way, isn't the extremely high rate of public funding to private schools per se, but the lack of any reciprocal public obligations accepted by those schools as a result
• The achievement / outcomes gap between public and private schools is almost entirely attributable to peer effects
• The immense power of the vested interests of the status quo - combined with the huge blind spots that many carry about the influence of privilege - has done huge harm to attempts to enact evidence-based reform post (and for the matter pre-) the first Gonski report
• What a difference genuinely needs-based funding would make across the whole education system
• The social justice imperative of focusing on school funding and school education policy more broadly.

Lucas Mann - Attachments: Essays on Fatherhood and Other Performances

I found it a tiny bit annoying at times, but overall I appreciated this book. And I couldn't swear that the moments where I found it grating didn't reflect more on me than it.