‘Artists are in a constant state of precarity and crisis. For many of us, there’s nothing to return to, nothing to recover. The status quo is already broken. It’s an empty bowl – with a smear of racism, sexism and ableism to boot.’
I wrote about unemployment and the pandemic for the Victorian Council of Social Service’s #MyCorona series.
‘Neither sex nor solidarity is automatic. It doesn’t just emanate, naturally, from the body.’
I’m in The Monthly today with a piece about sex on screen in Tanya Saracho’s series Vida.
‘For First Nations women, the apocalypse was already here. It’s part of the inheritance.’
For The Guardian, I wrote a preview article on Dear Australia, Playwriting Australia’s monologue marathon which runs 2-5 July 2020, and how it speaks to a hunger for rupture.
My second playlist for Peril magazine’s You Don’t Sound Asian project explores music from around the Sinosphere: China, Hong Kong, Taiwan and beyond.
‘Unlike the pandemic, the playlist doesn’t have a case definition or an epicentre. It’s just an endless filament of sound, the connections between the tracks both tenuous and elemental. It’s as open-ended as Chineseness could be.’
Have a listen – and check out my other playlist, Teacup in a Storm, as well.
‘I do speak Mandarin. But I know when white people say ‘ni hao’ to me in Australia, it’s not intended as hello in Chinese – it’s intended as hello in chink.’
I wrote this article for HuffPost Australia in honour of chef Sarah Tiong’s masterful move in that Triple M interview last week.
Is all the sperm white?
For my first feature for ABC Life, I wrote about the difficulty of finding a sperm donor of colour in Australia, and the need for better racial literacy in the fertility industry.
‘Corporeal yet digitally transmissible, music was something to hold onto – a teacup in a storm.’
Here’s a playlist I made for Peril magazine’s You Don’t Sound Asian project. Put it in your ears.