The Lifted Brow

The Lifted Brow is a bimonthly magazine from Australia and the world. It’s edited and published by Sam Cooney, designed by Elwyn Murray, Johannes Jakob reads and edits fiction, and Ellena Savage edits Middlebrow, the arts liftout. Founding editor/publisher Ronnie Scott is still around too, alive and kicking, mostly commissioning artwork and comics. Every two months, the Brow publishes fiction, essays, art, comics, and commentary on everything from maths to celebrity to design.

Primarily a literary journal, it also publishes art, comics, and music; it has been considered "uncategorisable". Since its inception in 2007 the Brow has been home to everyone from Christos Tsiolkas, Helen Garner, Frank Moorhouse, David Foster Wallace, Neil Gaiman, as well as writers like Rick Moody, Douglas Coupland, Heidi Julavits, Tom Bissell, Tao Lin, Blake Butler and Benjamin Kunkel. At its live shows it has hosted performances by Spiral Stairs, Bachelorette, Angie Hart, and Washington. Regular contributors include Alice Pung, Eddie Campbell, Anna Krien, Renee French, Benjamin Law, Rebecca Harkins-Cross, Gillian Terzis, Michelle Law, Caro Cooper, Justin Heazlewood, and Vijay Khurana.. It originated in Brisbane, was produced for years from Melbourne, spent 2012 in Sydney, and is now back in Melbourne.

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