Welcome to the waiting room. What are we waiting for?
There are other cities with trams, for sure. There are other tram networks. But this one is ours. Oh, and it also happens to be the longest in the world. The world… All through the city you can hear them, clattering along all day and most of the night. They are as much a part of Melbourne as, well, the other 15 icons that have featured in the latter part of this project.
(Sharon’s slightly older model tram is on her blog here.)
Apparently the original design of the Arts Centre called for this spire to be wrapped in sheets of metal. It would have been a very different structure had this happened… instead, we have a structure that suggests rather than prescribes form, that evokes and provokes imagined shapes. In many ways, then, we have a structure rather like the arts housed within it…
(Sharon’s interpretation of the Arts Centre Melbourne is on her blog here.)
Audrey skips on, through rain, shine, fog. She marks the beat of time, like the tick tock of a clock, and each skips becomes a second, then an hour, then a day, then a week, then more. She watches the world around her crumble, collapse, and be built again, new lines of concrete, steel, and noise. And still she skips, and so time skips with her…
(Sharon’s interpretation of Little Audrey is on her blog here.)