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                                            <image:caption>Image description: It’s not immediately clear what the scale of this image is, so it could be a satellite image of a high-altitude landscape – with clutches of green trees and shrubbed ridges cutting across an uneven, snow-sprinkled range – or it could be mouldy food. As your eye moves from left to right, the crispness of its many crooked, spotty details drop off into slack focus. At some point you lean or zoom in, enlarging the image to examine it more closely, and in time resolve that it’s a dark brown rock with a coating of lichen and moss. Around the middle, there are small pinkish patches and a couple of red or orange notes. Dozens of ants cross its micro-terrain, visible by their white, rice-shaped cargo.&lt;br /&gt;
Photo: Jon Tjhia
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                                            <image:caption>Image description: Luke D. King is kneeling on grey tarkett, his ginger curls illuminated. He wears a flowing, silver-grey top with loose bat-wing sleeves, and white pants. He is turned towards the right, looking with concentration at his hands, which are clasping one wrist of Benjamin Hancock, who is in drag as Miranda. Miranda is lying on the floor, looking upwards, but not at Luke. A pair of high heeled shoes sit neatly to one side of them; to the other side, metres away in the background, Rebecca Bracewell sits calmly upright. A red sheet of transparent plastic pours down to the floor from above, liquefying the sight of what’s behind and in front of it.&lt;br /&gt;
Photo: Gianna Rizzo</image:caption>
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                                            <image:caption>Image description: It’s not immediately clear what the scale of this image is, so it could be a satellite image of a high-altitude landscape – with clutches of green trees and shrubbed ridges cutting across an uneven, snow-sprinkled range – or it could be mouldy food. As your eye moves from left to right, the crispness of its many crooked, spotty details drop off into slack focus. At some point you lean or zoom in, enlarging the image to examine it more closely, and in time resolve that it’s a dark brown rock with a coating of lichen and moss. Around the middle, there are small pinkish patches and a couple of red or orange notes. Dozens of ants cross its micro-terrain, visible by their white, rice-shaped cargo.&lt;br /&gt;
Photo: Jon Tjhia
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