By Liane Arno A THIN naked man, with blue painted finger nails and a skin so white that it was almost luminescent sat before 16-year-old Mandy Gunn. He called everyone “Darling”. Mandy’s first life...

By Liane Arno PRIOR to meeting Bob Hickman I had met some amazing artists. In each instance I had tried to do a bit of research beforehand. I checked out Bob’s Facebook page and came across this, by...

Archies Creek has lost a legend with the death of ‘Old Joe’'. By Liane Arno LIKE so many in Archies Creek and surrounds we shared Old Joe as our own. He was always there when we needed him. He had...

Woodworker Kaye Hatton finds hidden treasures in other people’s rubbish. ​ By Liane Arno SHE had to marry him really. After all he owned a lot of power tools. And so began a partnership made in heaven....

By Liane Arno “I’ll have one more for the hill”. Every evening Ralph would come down to the pub for his three pots – and then one more so he could make it up the hill to his home. So punctual was Ralph...

Sue Acheson revels in the mystery of the kiln, where what emerges depends on the flow of the fire and the fall of the ash. ​ By Liane Arno IMAGINE for a moment that you are blind. Denied to you are...

By Liane Arno ​When we bought the Royal Mail hotel in Archies Creek, we didn’t know it only had a turnover (not profit – turnover) of $8000 in a year. My mother proclaimed it an abomination. A fire...

In Susan Hall, Liane Arno meets an artist determined to do her bit for the environment By Liane Arno WHEN I interviewed Susan Hall I discovered a woman who conveys her passion for the environment...

Ursula Theinert has survived her share of setbacks. By Liane Arno “WE'RE f*#ked”. It was Black Saturday in February 2009. Ursula and Werner Theinert had escaped their burning house in Callignee, south...

By Liane Arno CAN you imagine a childhood where you were made to stand in the corner and watch your school mates drink the precious milk that you had been denied because you have a German mother? A...

By Liane Arno October 10, 2015 I’M NOT sure what I was expecting when I met Kerry Spokes. Only recently introduced to the world of art, I had been taken to the Gippsland 14 exhibition where I saw her...

By Liane Arno “REMEMBER the pest controllers that had the jingle, ‘One flick and you’re gone’?" Dennis Leversha asked. "Well - have you ever wondered why there’s a pronounced dot above the i in the...

By Liane Arno ​AS PHIL Henshall strode towards me when we met for this interview, I was struck by how much he looked like a Quaker. Quite a formidable presence with his face topped and tailed with a...

“You are an artist”. Those unexpected words were to shape Diana Edwards' life. By Liane Arno IF I am honest, I had tears in my eyes when I interviewed Diana Edwards. She told me how life had been pretty...

Marlene Abela worked in finance before realising her medium was glass, not money. By Liane Arno I HAD always understood that there were left-brained people whose brains were associated with linear...

The schoolboy Ken Griffiths took art because it was a bludge – then discovered he loved it. By Liane Arno IF A painting stops talking to Ken Griffiths, he will put it aside, sometimes for years, until...

Liane Arno delves into the mind of Inverloch artist John Mutsaers. By Liane Arno CLUTCHING my half-used return bus ticket, I looked with curiosity at John Mutsaers’ painting of a goat in a boat at...

By Liane Arno A THIN naked man, with blue painted finger nails and a skin so white that it was almost luminescent sat before 16-year-old Mandy Gunn. He called everyone “Darling”. Mandy’s first life...

By Liane Arno PRIOR to meeting Bob Hickman I had met some amazing artists. In each instance I had tried to do a bit of research beforehand. I checked out Bob’s Facebook page and came across this, by...

Archies Creek has lost a legend with the death of ‘Old Joe’'. By Liane Arno LIKE so many in Archies Creek and surrounds we shared Old Joe as our own. He was always there when we needed him. He had...

Woodworker Kaye Hatton finds hidden treasures in other people’s rubbish. ​ By Liane Arno SHE had to marry him really. After all he owned a lot of power tools. And so began a partnership made in heaven....

By Liane Arno “I’ll have one more for the hill”. Every evening Ralph would come down to the pub for his three pots – and then one more so he could make it up the hill to his home. So punctual was Ralph...

Sue Acheson revels in the mystery of the kiln, where what emerges depends on the flow of the fire and the fall of the ash. ​ By Liane Arno IMAGINE for a moment that you are blind. Denied to you are...

By Liane Arno ​When we bought the Royal Mail hotel in Archies Creek, we didn’t know it only had a turnover (not profit – turnover) of $8000 in a year. My mother proclaimed it an abomination. A fire...

In Susan Hall, Liane Arno meets an artist determined to do her bit for the environment By Liane Arno WHEN I interviewed Susan Hall I discovered a woman who conveys her passion for the environment...

Ursula Theinert has survived her share of setbacks. By Liane Arno “WE'RE f*#ked”. It was Black Saturday in February 2009. Ursula and Werner Theinert had escaped their burning house in Callignee, south...

By Liane Arno CAN you imagine a childhood where you were made to stand in the corner and watch your school mates drink the precious milk that you had been denied because you have a German mother? A...

By Liane Arno October 10, 2015 I’M NOT sure what I was expecting when I met Kerry Spokes. Only recently introduced to the world of art, I had been taken to the Gippsland 14 exhibition where I saw her...

By Liane Arno “REMEMBER the pest controllers that had the jingle, ‘One flick and you’re gone’?" Dennis Leversha asked. "Well - have you ever wondered why there’s a pronounced dot above the i in the...

By Liane Arno ​AS PHIL Henshall strode towards me when we met for this interview, I was struck by how much he looked like a Quaker. Quite a formidable presence with his face topped and tailed with a...

“You are an artist”. Those unexpected words were to shape Diana Edwards' life. By Liane Arno IF I am honest, I had tears in my eyes when I interviewed Diana Edwards. She told me how life had been pretty...

Marlene Abela worked in finance before realising her medium was glass, not money. By Liane Arno I HAD always understood that there were left-brained people whose brains were associated with linear...

The schoolboy Ken Griffiths took art because it was a bludge – then discovered he loved it. By Liane Arno IF A painting stops talking to Ken Griffiths, he will put it aside, sometimes for years, until...

Liane Arno delves into the mind of Inverloch artist John Mutsaers. By Liane Arno CLUTCHING my half-used return bus ticket, I looked with curiosity at John Mutsaers’ painting of a goat in a boat at...