Currency House

Currency House Incorporated
Formation 2000
Type Non-profit NGO
Purpose Advocacy and support of performing arts in Australia
Headquarters Redfern
Location
  • New South Wales
Region served
Australia
Chair
Katharine Brisbane
Editorial Chair
John Golder
Website http://www.currencyhouse.org.au/

Currency House Incorporated is an independent not-for-profit organisation based in New South Wales, Australia. Founded in 2000 by Katharine Brisbane, the organisation seeks to advocate for and support the performing arts in Australia. Currency House's activities include the publication of Platform Papers, a quarterly series of essays; the publication of books and other materials related to Australian culture; and organising public forums and other events.[1][2]

Platform Papers

First published in 2004, Platform Papers is a quarterly series of essays focused on the performing arts that is intended to raise and critically examine problems within the sector.[3] Edited by John Golder, essays have included "Who Profits from the Arts? Taking the Measure of Culture" (2007) by Kay Ferres and David Adair,[4] "'Your Genre is Black': Indigenous Performing Arts and Policy" (2009) by Hilary Glow and Katya Johanson,[5] and Robert Walker's "Beethoven or Britney? The Great Divide in Music Education".[6]

References

  1. "What is Currency House". Currency House. Retrieved 7 March 2012.
  2. "Arts' role in enriching lives". Canberra Times. 18 February 2008.
  3. "Talking 'bout another revolution". Sydney Morning Herald. 18 January 2005. Retrieved 7 March 2012.
  4. Carroll, Steve (17 November 2007). "Who Profits from the Arts: Taking the Measure of Culture - Pick of the week - Non-Fiction". Sydney Morning Herald.
  5. Maryrose, Casey (October 2009). "'Your Genre Is Black': Indigenous Performing Arts and Policy, Platform Papers [Book Review]". Australasian Drama Studies (55): 167–169. ISSN 0810-4123.
  6. Ferrari, Justine (13 April 2009). "Pop focus in music education panned". The Australian. p. 5.

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