Juliana Engberg

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  • Waste-Makers

    Juliana Engberg | Art | August 2009 | Society & Culture
    The aesthetic of detritus is everywhere at the moment. It’s as if the rubbish bin of the twentieth century has finally been put out for collection – with the legs of the ubiquitous female mannequin sticking out, of course (some things never change). Bricolage is back and collage is cool. This is...
  • I'm standing in the midst of crates and stacking shelves. The final scene of Citizen Kane comes to mind: when, at the end of his life, Kane's accumulation of boxed artefacts is surveyed, like a vast metropolis, by the cinematic eye. But this is no noir movie, no ersatz dream. I'm...
  • As Wordsworth once wrote: "There's something in a flying horse / There's something in a huge balloon." And while there's no record of WW himself having flown among the clouds, he had a penchant for lofty things that hovered and gave new perspectives on life below the heavens. Art has had a habit of...
  • Dear Mr Rudd: The Arts. Juliana Engberg and Jill Singer - part two
    Juliana Engberg discusses arts policy and the wider applications of the arts in society with Jill Singer. This is one of a series of conversations associated with the Dear Mr Rudd book published by Black Inc.(Part 2 of 2)  Source: Black Inc... » play video
  • SlowTV: Dear Mr Rudd: The Arts. Juliana Engberg and Jill Singer

    Juliana Engberg | Arts | Conversation | Dear Mr Rudd | Melbourne | Culture
    Dear Mr Rudd: The Arts. Juliana Engberg and Jill Singer
    Juliana Engberg discusses arts policy and the wider applications of the arts in society with Jill Singer. This is one of a series of conversations associated with the Dear Mr Rudd book published by Black Inc.(Part 1 of 2)Click here for Part 2 Source: Black Inc... » play video
  • You either love or loathe Venice. Some find its crumbling patina and limpid light romantic and restorative. Others feel only pneumonia waiting to happen in its water-logged streets, blustery winds and leaking rooms. It is claustrophobic and culturally conservative. Men in corduroys sit in cafés;...