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PROJECT 5: University of CanberraÂ
and yes, I’m sorry.. I know this Project 5 is a bit rush..
anyway, please wait for the Project 6 because I did something special for this one. :) Project 6 is coming real soon ;)
previous projects:
Project 4: Brandon
Project 3: Jose
Project 2: Jinhwee
Project 1: Kalie
A little bit of UC by Esquella (there's our UFO!)
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Public Art
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I use the term "art" loosely here.
 The Lady
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??
4/5
The UFO
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.
 2/5
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.
4/5
The Cage
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.
4/5
If you'd like to know more about the UC art collection, click here
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Excuse me, would you like us to write our names at the top? I know there’s a space that says ‘name’, but I wasn’t sure.
First year student on completing an assessable, inclass quiz. (via overheardatuniversity)
Market Day
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* Not their real names, was too scared to ask and these are probably way better.
2/5
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UC Sponsoring the Brumbies
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0/5
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Myles' Review - Wanderlust
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Do you think I could start my own show? Need more metaphors.
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An interesting Crikey article by UC journalism student Lauren Ingram.
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Work in progress, trying to get around succumbing to timeline!
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Phone Signals
You can thank me later.
Building 1
4/5
Building 9
1/5
Building 20
1/5
Building 5
4/5
Building 8
4/5 (except on level A: 0/5)
Building 2
3/5
Zierholz
1/5
Building 7
1-2/5
Building 6
3/5
Building 3
TBC
Building 12
4.5/5
More to come. If anyone can fill in the blanks or has anything to add, let us know!
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Napping spots
It's hard work being a student, what with those grueling three hour days and harrowing 11am starts. So it's only fair that we deserve to take some time out for ourselves and catch up on some hard earned z's. And when the car's too far away or you've only got half an hour to spare, where better to nap than your own fine campus?
Grass concourse
The concourse is reputable for its nappers, usually strewn haphazardly across the lawn, using backpacks and shoes as a buffer between the soil and their hair. It was a beautiful day the day I gave it a go, and expected to be lulled into slumber by the warm sun, soft breeze, and cooing nature sounds. However, the closest to a coo I could discern was "What a fuckin' babe! He's covered in like skull tattoos and shit, oh, such an alternative babe!" crowed from one of the two girls smoking on the bench behind me. Clearly they hadn't read my previous post. As I sat up to exhale the second hand smoke, I was nearly trod on by an enthusiastic team of society students participating in an easter egg hunt, too busy trotting across the grass stuffing their bags and pockets with Cadbury eggs to notice the people trying to sleep on it. I saw the purple glint of an egg from the corner of my eye beside me, and before I could reach for it a girl scooped it up and placed it in her skirt. I then turned to take a bite of my lunch to find a baby magpie proudly standing with a ring of my calamari dangling from its beak. Not the best spot ever. Didn't sleep a wink.
2/5
Building 9 curtain labs (behind 9B22)
Many a night (or day) have I spent with my head on my hand, eyes closed, dreaming of rendering and aspect ratios, waiting for technology to do its thing. But not usually by choice. The curtain labs offer privacy, substantial soundproofing, and carpeted floors, and the lack of airflow is comparable to taking a desyrel. If you can deprive a media student of getting work done and snag a curtain lab, bring something soft and cozy up into a corner for some solid sleepy time.
N.B. Campus review holds no liability for accidents or inflicted violence caused by misuse of these labs.
3/5
The Refectory - Building 1
Along the back of the refectory lies a haven of long, comfy lounge suites. Though usually coffee stained and occupied by students with backpacks and laptops, if you for some unfortunate reason find yourself at uni before 9:30, these lounges are comfortable, roomy, and even come with pillows. Lie on your side and watch the flow of alumni, tradies and mature age students sipping their shitty coffees and biting into their overpriced, undercooked morning bakery treats, it's just like counting sheep.
3.5/5
Student Centre - Building 1
The student centre, too, is filled with luxurious long couch seats, and at the right time of day is quite quiet, if you can handle the automated woman's voice calling ticket numbers and the steady tapping of construction outside. All you need to do is take a ticket for student card enquiries, and you can be sure that your ticket won't be called for at least long enough to take a power nap, nothing suss!Â
See also: UC Health and Counseling Centre.
3.5/5
More to come!
Thanks to sleepstuff (http://sleepstuff.tumblr.com/) for the tip!
For University of Canberra Students! -
I used to nap in the library group study rooms. There was a great couch in one of them Unfortunately there’s locks on the doors now…
I also suggest the Science Resource Center (great couches)
Many an afternoon have I spent with my head against a table on the top floor of the library. It's just so quiet and warm up there!
#thu0830Â
Some of my Awesome classmates!
from left to right:
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http://littlebehaviours.tumblr.com/
http://jinhweeim.tumblr.com/
http://areumjuliaju.tumblr.com/
http://josesprabowo.tumblr.com/
http://inspiringteachings.tumblr.com/
Follow ‘em!
Cutest thing since socks!
I think I know who's done it better...
Mid-sem break times
Campus-dwellers, my apologies for being out of touch the last week or so. With the mid-sem assignment week rush and accidentally taking the class free week as a holiday, I've not only been slack with my posts, but I haven't been on campus for the last week. But I can assure you, the minute class goes back next week I will devote my time to bringing you back to the best and worst on campus. And remember, any ideas, questions or corrections, please feel free to let me know!
My success at being a good student this week:
1/5
(Attn: Anyone doing forensics at UC) It's official!
I got accepted into a Bachelor of Forensic Studies at the University of Canberra beginning of the year in which I decided to defer it till next year.
WELL! I’ve decided I’m going to take up that offer and move to Canberra next year. (Since I live in Adelaide.)
Big news, big move, I’m shit scared but quite excited.
I think.
Does anyone know anyone who lives in Canberra or even goes to UC OR EVEN BETTER! Does study forensics there?
REBLOG or alert them of this post? THANKS LOVELIES!
