The singer-songwriter on chipping away at the glass ceiling, the price of advocacy and the health struggle that left her unable to walk without a mobility aid
When Jaguar Jonze was a child, she and her mother made many visits to a pro bono lawyer in Sydney. Her mum – a Taiwanese national – spent seven years fighting for permanent residency in Australia. When the pair drove down from Brisbane for legal appointments they would visit the Chinese Garden of Friendship, a green oasis in the city’s centre. Jonze would play amid the koi fish-filled ponds, mock Ming-dynasty pavilions and weeping willows. Back then, the garden felt endless.
“It seems so much smaller to me now,” Jonze says, looking around the garden today.