The End Of Ken

"I never liked him much anyway," I say to my pal, as girlfriends do when a friend dumps a dodgy boyfriend. At least I would say that if this pal weren't packed up, along with all her worldly goods, at the bottom of a suitcase in Mum's attic several thousand kilometres away. That's Barbie for you, making headlines even when she's buried alive under plush rabbits and Enid Blyton books. She's got class, that girl - or at least some good people on her team.

In The Frame

THE opening of the Illos exhibition was one of Sydney's hottest events this week, for more reasons than one. The Newcontemporaries Gallery in the attic of the Queen Victoria Building became sweltering when the event drew an unexpectedly massive crowd; a turnout attributed by some to the popular gue