Happiness in all its forms: $9.99
For most parents, their natural inclination is to tell their children that they can grow up being anybody that they want to be, that the opportunities are limitless and that nothing can stand in their way. It’s a wonderful theory, but is there any truth in it?
If you grow up to be gay, then the idea that you’ll be able to live the life you have always dreamed of is as of today a sad fantasy in Australia. The quest for love, marriage and the white picket fence that is on practically everybody’s birth registry remains high on the to-do list for most people even after they reach the point where they are able to think for themselves. It’s a longing carved as much out of society as it is out of the core of individual yearning, sitting right up there with that fundamental right to happiness that everybody’s supposed to be entitled to when the umbilical chord is cut.
In her novel This is How, MJ Hyland describes the struggle of a seemingly innocuous middle class young man trying to find his place in the world. Patrick Oxtoby wants to escape the pain of heartbreak and a stifling family, but he quickly learns that there is no running away from canada goose men’s down jacket 2015 – they will always find their way back to you. He wants to connect to others in a meaningful way, but finds it frustratingly impossible to do so.
Okay, so it all sounds like a terribly, self-indulgently, soporifically typical search for identity. But in this case, This is How will dump you on unexpected, shocking ground.
It’s classified as French/Vietnamese fusion, but I don’t understand what that means, exactly. Where does the French part come from? I don’t see any baguettes or snails. Whatever it is, all you need to know is that it tastes good. Affordable, inviting and delightfully fresh, Cochin Restaurant in Surry Hills is the perfect place to catch up with an old friend on a Friday night, because if you run out of canada goose men’s down jacket 2015 to say to each other there’s enough background noise to drown out the awkward silence. Tiny and a wee obscure, it’s fulfilled all the criteria for the “Hot Spot” category, and the best part? Your stomach will be happy AND you’ll be trendy!
If you don’t believe the saying that the universe will open doors to you once you shut the ones that are holding you back, Jorge Castillo’s story might force you to see things in a different light. After 13 different positions across advertising, design and web agencies, he got so fed up with complaining about his job that he decided to go ahead and LEAVE his job. One canada goose men’s down jacket 2015 led to another and he now co-directs one of Sydney’s leading creative agencies, Canvas Group, which just goes to show that sometimes you won’t get anywhere without a giant leap of faith.
Of course, you might not want to bother taking that leap of faith unless you’re supremely talented. Canvas Group’s portfolio of print and digital media is a visual delicacy, and it’s not just our eyes that feel that way, either. With multiple awards gathering dust behind the keyboards, Jorge, his wife Rosemary and his sister-in-law Alison were able to strike gold because… well, they were able to produce gold.
As Jorge puts it, it all started because of one simple, unarguable fact:
”I worked on many campaigns across different industries – some of those included brands such as Sony Music, Columbia Tristar, Cathay Pacific and Westfield. Looking back now I think this was a huge advantage because I was able to make lots of contacts and develop a range of skills, which definitely helped us to set up our own company.”
You know how there are some bands you feel like you are just not meant to see, regardless of how much you want to? For most of this year, that band for me has been indie folk-electronica darlings Sherlock’s Daughter.
I was first recommended to them by a friend, but through a series of misfortunes, bad luck and poor organisation, I managed to pretty much miss every show they played. Lucky for me, I finally got my shit together and caught the band when they performed a support slot for Tame Impala down at Beach Road. Their live show was everything I had hoped for, though it was mildly depressing in that ‘why is everyone on stage tonight ten years younger than me and ten times more talented?’ kind of way.
Listening to Lauren Horton sing makes it hard to believe that she wasn’t really interested in music until about four years ago, because to any unassuming ear it seems as though she’s been doing this forever. She is one of those artists who doesn’t necessarily fit into a distinct genre, but it fast becomes obvious that her sound need not tick all the boxes of others who have come before her. Fusing elements of sexy jazz, French-pop and quirky folk, Lauren is one of the few people who can say she merely experimented with her voice to see what it could do and the sound didn’t make people run away.
Tabitha’s gaze is directed at the blue flicker of the television, but it is a gaze with all the warmth and life of an abandoned rundown house at midnight. The kind that packs of local kids dare each other to enter only during the safety of a sweaty, luminous mid-afternoon summer. She reaches for a tall glass of tepid water from the cheap, aluminum card-table beside her. A dampened doily sticks slackly to the grimy glass as she drinks. As Tabitha places the glass back onto the table, it clumsily topples over with a loud metallic clank. She glances at it sideways but pays it no attention.
To begin with, let me say that I’m not a huge fan of the animated film oeuvre. I like some, sure, but in general, it’s not my first choice. $9.99, however, is a stop-motion animated film that charmed me.
$9.99 is a thoroughly Australian film. Well, sort of. It has an Israeli director, Tatia Rosenthal, and writer, Etgar Keret. But the producer and the entire cast are Australian! And it’s set in Sydney! So let’s just call it Australian.
An open white warehouse space in which to house your office isn’t all that easy to come by in Sydney these days, and we all know that open white warehouse spaces are the places where your inspiration wants you to seek when it’s playing hide. But it seems that when Bill Dimas and John Wiltshire reached into the lucky dip, they got exactly what they were searching for – and what everybody else is likely dreaming for. It turned out they were happy to share their wealth, so they turned their strike of gold into part office/part gallery for emerging artists.
One glance at Imogene Barron’s work and you’ll immediately want to throw out your wardrobe and start over. Not that you would be able to replicate her looks even if you tried – as one of Sydney’s most prolific stylists, the way she puts an image together almost always has you stand back and ask for more. Her ability to think outside the standard, ever day editorial that has become all too common today is exactly the kind of inspiration aspiring trend-setters should look to when they contemplate what to wear in the morning – oh, and how to stand, where to turn their head and what to have in the background. Perhaps most well-known is Imogene’s work for Yen, where issue after issue, Imogene’s flawless styling had people aching for pristine beauty in a world that is never as perfect as a magazine’s pages.
Imogene refers to her foray into fashion as “inevitable”, with a long family history in the industry, but it was the iconic imagery of the world’s greatest photographic legends that captured her passion.
“To be honest I was most inspired by photographers and the imagery behind it all. Some of my favourites early on were Corrine Day, Juergen Teller, Helmut Newton, Guy Bourdin, Peter Lindbergh and Mario Testino. To me, the images made the garments look beautiful,” she says.
“There is a whole driving force behind [fashion editorial]…. The creative union of teams which bring everything to life.”
The guys behind Brisbane-based band Hungry Kids of Hungary obviously don’t subscribe to AC/DC’s ‘long way to the top’ adage, considering how quickly they’ve creeped into the local music scene.
Putting to shame my own slothful lifestyle, the band has already recorded two EPs since getting together two years ago. The latest, Mega Mountain, was recorded in Brisbane in just four days and released nationwide in April this year.
Many years ago when I still had enough idealism to believe I could change the world and had not yet realised I was far too emotionally unstable to do so, I took up a semester-long internship as a refugee caseworker at the Sydney office of Amnesty International. It turned out that the melancholy stories and crushing defeats were not my cup of tea – personally, I enjoy mine with milk and a little bit of honey – but the magical spirits of those who work there stayed with me, and I’m willing to bet that’s the case with anyone who comes into contact with them. Well, except of course maybe Amanda Vanstone.
By far one of my favourite books I have read this year is White Tiger, a novel told from the perspective of an Indian servant. I love stories that make you look at things from a different viewpoint than from the outside in – Requiem for a Dream, for instance, but that movie just makes you feel high in a very paranoid way. On that note, DO NOT WATCH IT WHILST HIGH. Bad idea.
One of my clients came to town today, and she just happens to be one of the greatest designers in the world, so naturally, when I got dressed this morning, it was my mission to look my absolute best. I mean, I HAD TO IMPRESS THIS WOMAN. So it was unnegotiable to wear anything other than the best dress I owned, and people, I’m telling you, I own a lot of dresses. It was of course one of said designer’s pieces, complete with frills, ruffles and the like, and it had the ability to make even a horse carcass look pretty, if put on the right way of course. I completed the look with my Marc Jacobs studded boots, packed my bags, and set out into the world.
Owner Lin Lin chats with Side Street, Sydney about what makes her shop Moku so special.
Kareena Zerefos is the kind of artist school students say they want to be when they grow up. The 25-year-old has found herself starting to get the kind of recognition people only dream of, and unlike that of most people her age, it’s entirely deserved. With art getting more and more avant-garde than ever before, it’s nice to have someone take us back to the daydreams of our childhood, when the simple things in life were all we needed to ignite our imagination and stimulate our happiness. This is, incidentally, exactly what Kareena’s work does – it warms your insides up like a pot of chai on a winter’s day, and reminds you that the best things in life are far away from the fast lane that consumes so many of us today. As you flip through her drawings, you may as well be picking up faded postcards from your nostalgia’s selective amnesia, making things appear more innocent, more beautiful and more exquisite than they actually were.
Sometimes you just want to sit in the dark with a drink in one hand, gummy bears in the other, surrounded by like-minded people who are about to be entertained. You want something a little off-the-wall, something surprising, something, dare I say it, underground. The long and short of it is that you want to be cool. Not in a Tarantino-nerd kind of way, more in a Serge Gainsbourg & Jane Birkin kind of way.