As we arrived in Kyiv this morning from Odessa on the overnight train there was a real smell of victory in the air. Kate was...
When I was out painting Z the Defiler as an action in the Greek Square, Odessa, with poet, Viktor Solodchuk we were visited by a highly esteemed...
Around ten thirty tonight a huge explosion rocked our building. We are in a three-hundred-year-old building residence – not a hotel but part of the...
A few years ago, some pictures appeared of Putin topless, riding a horse. They seemed to be photoshopped to make him resemble Conan the Barbarian....
Odessa is the most art-oriented and art-friendly city I have ever visited. The people all look super cool, switched on, bohemians. There are free concerts in...
Climate change was doing the job of destroying the planet slowly, but now we are on the brink of nuclear apocalypse. We don’t want this, but...
A fat, stuffed bear sits above a pile of rubble on the only remaining floor of a destroyed building, between two gutted apartment towers. This...
We drove back into Borodyanka today. A ground-floor window of one to the most fire-gutted buildings had a Ukrainian flag draped across the window and...
Kate, who is our assistant on this project, is a horse and animal lover. Before the war she was a show-dog trainer. Her passion is...
“The goal is tied to the pressure and the pressure is tied to the fight inside of me” – this part of a sermon from...
Whenever I have been with peacekeepers in places like Cambodia and Somalia, I have found myself hitching rides in Antonov transport planes as they transport...
We made the decision, back in Australia, to try to stay at Maidan – the square of the 2013-4 heroic Euromaidan protests, where after months...
Today in Bucha, they have cleared most of the civilian dead from the streets and basement cellars holding winter preserves – slaughtered, tortured, and raped...
BORODYANKA On Tuesday we followed a convoy of animal rescue ambulances and trucks to a pet shelter in Borodyanka. The dog rescue team has several...
As we walk around exploring the world, it is like having a dream then waking up to find that its real. We visit small shops...
There is a sense of possible victory in the air that is rising with the spring tulips that are beginning to push their way up...
Before I knew my friend Jon Lewis was dying from dementia, I met up with him in Sydney and walked over to the Mitchell Library,...
When Hellen and I arrived here a week ago, today, every hour felt like we were literally playing Russian Roulette with our lives. Bombs and...
Over the last week we have become familiar to the Ukrainian soldiers at the corner of our street and Maidan Square – have grown used...
When I was nineteen in New York in 1968/9, I got a job at IBM and my boss was Mr Wallager (not sure of the...
With the sound of bombs and missiles in the distance, we just did an interview with ABC Illawarra. We could hear in the voice of...
Our apartment is within a couple of hundred meters of Maidan Square where the Orange Revolution occurred in 2004 and the bloody Euromaidan protests of...
Our Aussie mate and art collector Mike Haly, who runs a mining company in Poland, organised a thirty-six-year-old executive, Mateusz, to pick us up from our Krakow...
We have arrived in Krakow and are already feeling the good vibes of the Polish people. On the plane from Frankfurt to Krakow an older...
Into the Dragon’s Lair, 2022, is highly autobiographical, with me taking Hellen under one arm as we go towards the Red Russian Dragon. Hellen’s hair is black...
