CONVERSATIONS & FEATURES

  • Beyond Words

    LAKSHMI KANCHI & JAYELAN LEE

    Jayelan Lee is an extraordinary young person whose journey is both inspiring and transformative. At just 19 years of age, Jayelan has already made significant strides. Through his micro-enterprise as a Disability Advocate and Public Speaker, he is on an important journey that sees his talents and interests align with his ambition to become an advocate for people living with autism.

  • Kambarang Writers Day

    FIRST NATIONS WRITE NIGHT FEATURING MABEL GIBSON

    On Saturday 11 November 2023 guest author Mabel Gibson shared a poem reflecting on post-referendum life in Boorloo with Centre for Stories’ First Nations writing group. Participants responded with their own poems which can be read here.

  • Two Interviews with WA Comic Artists: Chris Wood and Aśka

    SYARISA YASSIN

    Because cultural and familial bonds were lost, and my mixed heritage gave me an ambiguous ethnic appearance to some, I always felt growing up that I didn’t belong anywhere. Not knowing who or what I was supposed to feel like was numbing at the best and distressing at the worst of times.

FROM THE VAULT

In celebration of three years of Portside Review, we bring you two conversation pieces from our archives.

Title Fight: How the Yindjibarndi Battled and Defeated a Mining Giant

PAUL CLEARY & TIFFANY KO

“Just looking across the Pilbara, there’s been a number of other groups that haven’t been able to stand up and take on a big powerful mining company. So, I think that’s what made the case of the Yindjibarndi so really extraordinary. It was such a powerful thing for them to do, to fight a company like Fortescue and really to do it initially on a shoestring budget.”

A yarn with Sandra Hill

SANDRA HILL & SUE SCHLUETER

“A policeman turned up one day with a piece of paper. Dad was away in the Eastern States doing army training so only Mum was at home that day. We were hiding behind our mum when he gave her the piece of paper. She started crying and then he asked us kids if we’d like to go for a ride in his 4WD. Being little kids we jumped at the chance. He drove around the local streets for a while and then we were on the main road to Roebourne. We knew that road from going to school and we started to cry and told him to take us back to mum. He didn’t.”

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