On a recent trip to Hong Kong, whilst staying in the Shangrila Hotel, I read the complimentary copy of Lost Horizon by Tim Hilton (1933) which had so thoughtfully been left on the bedside table. Put simply, the book offers a romanticised story of travellers whose plane has been high-jacked and taken to a mysterious[…]
I put a lot into my undergraduate degree. Mature-age students do that. It’s as if we have something to prove — to top the class, to get better results than school leavers. But it really was more like this. I was the first in my family to earn a degree and I felt very fortunate[…]
Some memories stick with me—remaining as fresh now as if events only happened yesterday. They change the way I think and feel about places. One of my intense, site-specific memories is connected with a very special event which took place in the heart of The University of Queensland (UQ). The artworks of eight inspiring Aboriginal artists[…]