AustLit

'Two women sit inside a series of crisscrossing and concurrent realities; they sit next to a parkbench in Edinburgh Gardens. One in a tree. One in a house. The supernatural becomes the domestic, the uncanny, the everyday. There is no more cous cous in Piedemonte’s and post-natal depression is as horrifying as the sound of his bicycle as it slips down the driveway each morning. If it were somewhere else it could be Notting Hill or Mitte. It’s North Fitzroy. Where bohemian meets bourgeoisie. Where nihilism meets the corner of St George Road and Scotchmer Street. Where I once saw Vince Collosimo and Chopper at the same time.' Source: http://www.mka.org.au/ (Sighted 15/05/2102).