Winter has come to Tasmania with a vengeance. Today there’s snow to 400m and before that we had heavy rain and screaming winds for a week. In the north of the state they had the worst flooding in 85 years. It gets dark at 4.30 p.m. Despite the temptation to hibernate, preferably in bed to keep warm, it is our first fine evening in quite a while, so mustering all my courage and my Nepali jacket - they know a thing or two about cold in Nepal, I head downtown to experience a bit of Dark Mofo. Now in it’s fourth year, Dark Mofo is Tasmania’s winter festival inspired by M ONA ’s themes of death, darkness and sex. How better to fight the cold and the dark than in true pagan tradition with fire, food and fellowship? The Sheraton definitely looks better like this The theme colours of red and black glow from city buildings as I make my way into town. In Dark Park, one of the venues, triangular obelisks spew forth flames at regular intervals lighting up...
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