I use the term “art” loosely here.
A bronze cast sculpture of a lady adorns the gardens surrounding Building 1. Classic, elegant, sophisticated, she welcomes those who approach the health and counselling centre in a contorted, sensual, naked stance. Usually an aesthetically pleasing embellishment to the garden, today she lays surrounded by wire fence and orange tape, protected from the nearby unwavering construction, and has been spotted several times as a lunch seat. Where are the rest of these sculptures, and who is curating UC’s art collection??
In the UFO’s early stages of construction, it appeared to many as a concept classroom, or to some as the long awaited campus bar. Upon completion, it became obvious that it was an art installation, one exploring the touchy ideas surrounding colonisation. The area had been landscaped, and the work looked kind of cool. A year later, the UFO has become the central hub of the smoker’s ghetto, and has seen a fair amount of vandalism and invasions of its own self. The landscaping surrounding it is wilting, the door graffitied, and that bloody orange tape selling the place to vandalists as fair game. Today it looks more like a demountable than a work of art, and is just as confusing as ever.
The Silver Waves
Sleek, interesting, accessible, though not sure why they’re crammed between two buildings nobody ever uses. The most I’ve gained from these ‘waves’ are their use as percussion instruments in Sound Design and Production last year.
N.B. A better napping spot than the concourse.
The newest addition to the university’s public art collection. A message of confinement, entrapment, voyeurism, or environment? Or something to fill the open space? I don’t mind this sculpture, but I’d like to know more about it.
If you’d like to know more about the UC art collection, click here
— First year student on completing an assessable, inclass quiz. (via overheardatuniversity)
Markets in any contexts are usually a bit hit and miss, particularly when the stall fee is as low as it is at UC. The campus market days held every Wednesday showcase the efforts of enthusiastic society students holding sausage sizzles, bake stalls and raffles, with a few struggling merchants thrown in on the side. There are two regular favourites who usually defy the odds and sell some keepers; Jan the Jam Ma’am and Neville’s Novels*. For about $6 a pop you can get yourself some A-grade home-style jam from the lady conveniently parked adjacent to the ATMs by the refectory doors. Great for thank-you and forgotten birthday gifts. The book stall almost always has something good you can pay for in shrapnel or something hilariously offensive from the late 70s. The rest on the other hand, unless you like collecting dragon skull incense burners or phone charms for your Nokia 3310, are almost always a miss. Spend your money at the cake stall instead, or sign up to the Golden Key society!
* Not their real names, was too scared to ask and these are probably way better.