By Anne Fry On the highways connecting Taipei to Kaohsiung, glass booths glow in fluorescent pink and red, their neon signs buzzing against the humid…
By Anne Fry For more than two centuries, the Treasury at Petra has drawn visitors through a narrow sandstone canyon to gaze upon its rose-hued…
By Anne Fry Somewhere between the cayenne-dusted wings of a Shoreditch bar and the creamy pools of ají de gallina at Lima Fitzrovia, a pepper…
By Anne Fry The Great Pyramid of Giza does not simply sit on the sand; it commands it. For four and a half thousand years,…
By Anne Fry The paperback has always been the most intimate of literary objects. It is the book you stuff in a bag, the book…
By Anne Fry Each year, as the calendar turns towards the eighth of March, a familiar cultural ritual unfolds. Corporate inboxes bloom with pastel-hued emails…
By Anne Fry There is a sentience born of shared sorrow, a collective consciousness that crystallises around a piece of art so perfectly heartbreaking that…
By Anne Fry It was a failure of the body. Not the body of a king laid to rest, nor the marble torso of a…
By Anne Fry There is a particular alchemy to summer, a season that arrives not just on the calendar but as a state of mind,…
By Anne Fry A stadium show is a brutal test of a pop star’s mettle. It is an act of pure, unadulterated scale, a spectacle…