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1 y separately published work icon I Love My Dad because Claire Craig , Alissa Dinallo (illustrator), Sydney : Pan Macmillan Australia , 2019 16879567 2019 single work picture book children's 'This book is for you and your dad. 

'Draw, decorate, colour in, count, play naughts and crosses, make a fish (or two) and then present the book to your dad for any special occasion: birthday, Xmas, Father's Day ... or just because. 

'An interactive picture book to personalise for your dad. ' (Publication summary)
1 y separately published work icon I Love My Mum Because Petra James , Alissa Dinallo (illustrator), Sydney : Pan Macmillan Australia , 2019 16879524 2019 single work picture book children's 'This book is for you and your mum.
'Draw, decorate, colour in, count, spot the mum, make a butterfly (or two) and then present the book to your mum for any special occasion: birthday, Xmas, Mother's Day ... or just because.
'An interactive picture book to personalise for your mum. ' 

 (Publication summary)


 
1 Introduction to Tanya Thaweeskulchai’s A Salivating Monstrous Plant Sian Prior , Alissa Dinallo , 2017 single work essay
— Appears in: Cordite Poetry Review , 1 March vol. 57 no. 1 2017; 'The greatest thing, writes Aristotle in the Poetics, is the command of metaphor, an eye for resemblances. The first overt metaphor in Tanya Thaweeskulchai’s A Salivating Monstrous Plant appears in its second sentence: ‘These noises conglomerate, building like a nest of waking vipers’. The noises resemble vipers, then, and the resemblance suggests a host of associations: hissing and slithering; the menace of venomous fangs; not discrete wholes but a mass of moving heads and tails and lengths of body. Real noises are given in terms of the imaginary, so that the sounds of what might well be an Australian garden – ‘crackling leaves, dust and dried mud’ – call to mind the hiss of snakes found in Africa, Eurasia, and the Americas, but not in Australia. Metaphor brings worlds together.' (Introduction)
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