'Elling' Axel Hellstenius & Pamela Rabe @ Sydney Theatre Company

As the mess progressively accumulates on stage, one might fear that the mind is a dangerous place to leave in. By the end, though, despite of all appearances, all the agony, the fear, and the tears can actually set one free.

'Australian Minescapes' Edward Burtynsky @ Australian Centre for Photography

The photographer is actually producing a painting - the roads acting like brush strokes and the earth filling in the spaces with appropriately matching colors. The mines, though, allude to a different discipline; displayed in clear view they require the same study like skin wounds in a medicine book.

SANAA @ Sherman Contemporary Art Foundation

A maze of invisible walls; this is where we are. We try to find each other, wondering around the curves, the ghost doors. Our images are distorted through the layers of space between us. It's just air that prevents us from touching each other.

'Poor Boy' Matt Cameron, Tim Finn & Simon Phillips @ Sydney Theater Company

The production is an interesting battle between the dark thoughts of human existence and the feel-good intentions of commercial theater. We are shown the hole, the grave, but in place of what really lies inside, we get a birthday cake instead.

'Perspective cutouts' Paul Selwood @ Tin Sheds Gallery

It's amazing how easy the eye gets tricked in seeing things that are not there. And how easily the mind gets entertained with a play of dimensions. These works produce instant, universal, primitive awe. They are like a rainbow.

'Last ride' Glendyn Ivin @ the cinemas

This should have been a silent film: the characters' words don't add much to what already is so beautifully shown. It's the landscape, the moments between, that narrate the story, this allegory of a father and a son, bliss and murder included.

John Brack @ National Gallery of Victoria

Take each thing as what it is, the mirror, the flowers, the dancers, the sequence of a man's life, of all humanity, devoid of irony, and try to find meaning. This is the nothing that holds everything. This is Australia.