My dream of becoming a full time artist never came to fruition because one day I woke up, and realised that I would be poor and emaciated for the rest of my le. Seeing that I was already poor and emaciated at the time, I didn't want to encourage that, so nowadays, I just paint for fun.

On a good day, my pizza box goes into the recycling bin. On a bad day, out the window and into some landfill (neighbour's backyard). Clearly, I am not the most innovative of all people, nor am I the most environmentally conscious, which is why I am glad that Extra Cheeese is there to do for us what we are so unwilling to do for the ourselves (and the rest of the world): create masterly aesthetic artworks that blow audiences out of the water, whilst doing something useful with those damn pizza boxes.

“And turn right at the next street and it should be there” Tristan, Mink Magazine’s Art Director said. “Do you think that could be it?” I pointed and said grinning at Tristan. In front of us, a little to the right, was a building with huge letters sprawled across the…

From sweeping, subtle shades of water-colour drenched sheets of paper to sharp photographs that transport viewers into another dimension, Tanya Pshenychny's art is nothing short of brilliant.

The pavement was their canvas and chalk was the tool of choice. Over four days Pyrmont Bridge became a site for what some would call “graffiti”, yet for the forty artists who struggled against the rain, wind and sun; it was all done in the name of art.

You had to admire the visionary talent on display at Carlton’s Shopfront theatre over the weekend.

Six emerging artists, aged 18-25, had the product of a year’s blood, sweat and tears on show for the scrutiny and consumption of perhaps their harshest critics – an opening night audience.