
All Stations Lead To You
Leaving the campus borders is reminiscent of the intricate architecture of a beehive; a labyrinth of personal pathways, carefully curated by you.
Leaving the campus borders is reminiscent of the intricate architecture of a beehive; a labyrinth of personal pathways, carefully curated by you.
In conversation with Redfern’s art-space Duckrabbit — How can young artists afford to be artists, and what types of collective spaces make it possible?
The Redfern Run is no dystopia. It is a clash between history and post-modernity.
I exit onto the inevitably crowded platform, like a horse jolting from its holding pen. I walk with purpose up the stairs, playing dodgem cars with every other dreary-eyed student. My sight is blinkered, my hearing thoroughly censored by the angsty, MySpace-circa-2004 tune playing through my earphones. Today is a smooth run. My Opal card…