Capturing the World
When I was growing up, there was a big bookshelf along the wall of my room, within arm’s reach of my bed. It sagged a bit in the middle, under the sheer weight of the National Geographics with...
Read moreTunes from the Trenches
Most of us will never have any idea what it is like to leave home and head off to war, or to farewell loved ones doing the same. In the early 20th century though, New Zealanders knew the feeling...
Read moreWalking in a Short-Wavelength Wonderland
There are lasers painting a multi-coloured constellation on the atrium ceiling. Bathed in red and purple light, I get into the swing of things, offering up my arm to be drawn on in invisible ink....
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