William Kentridge
No Script, No Storyboard
By Sebastian Smee
“What times are these,” wrote Bertolt Brecht in his poem, ‘To Those Born After’, “when a talk about trees is almost a crime because it implies silence on so many wrongs?” Brecht’s grim point – that an appreciation of nature, beauty and art can feel criminally negligent in times of political crisis – is well taken. His famous lament was written in the late 1930s, as Hitler wa
The Case for a National Disability Insurance Scheme
Two Nations
By Anne Manne
Seven years ago, while bathing in a private backyard pool, she was terribly injured when a 90 kilogram man accidentally fell on her. The muscles were stripped from her spine, leaving nerve signals but no muscles to translate them. At age 31, Lillian was told she would have to spend the rest of her days in a nursing home. Through grit, hard work at rehabilitation and sheer determination she fi