In April last year, I performed in a rather descriptively-titled show at the Melbourne International Comedy Festival called Luke's Got Cancer. It was funnier than it sounds. You see, back in November 2007, at the age of 22, a seven-centimetre tumour was discovered growing into the space between my right shoulder and lung. A generally unpleasant proposition made worse by the fact that this wasn't even my first turn . . .

An interview from issue fifteen. Last year, Kristin Perers turned fifty. She’s a portrait photographer who’d earlier had a career in fashion design. Growing up and growing older, images of women her age were part of the visual landscape. From models to actresses, there they were­—at eighteen through to forty—in magazines . . .