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Post No. 18. The New Guinea Artisans: Magenta Moment No 2 at U.T.,S. (Pt. 2)

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Post No. 18. The New Guinea Artisans: Magenta Moment No 2 at U.T.,S. (Pt. 2)

Apologies, folks. Haven’t posted since April due to an unfortunate run of health problems, including a fractured spine. But you can’t keep a good girl down! Toujours gai!

I was telling you about two artists in residence at U.T.,S. appointed by the Assistant Registrar Stanley Ashmore-Smith. They were sculptors from the Highlands of New Guinea. Stan put them to work on a scupture on a huge block of sandstone set in the centre of the main entrance to Building 1. The work-in-progress was under a cover, no-one could see what was taking shape underneath.

Probably 18 months went by and it was unveiling day. All the brass gathered together in front of the statue. I happened to be standing next to he of the affair and stealing a sideways glance
I could see his face turning magenta when the statue was revealed. At the top a face unmistakeably resembling his own – unmistakeable because he had an unusual beard – and at the bottom a face depicting his light of love. Joining them together was a large phallus like a diamond python.

Stan must have been planning this punishment for three years or more between the birth of the idea and the unveiling of its execution, and would have been pleased that it had obviously hit home. I don’t think anyone there would have missed the resemblance to the parties involved.

Stan had obviously thought ahead by installing a stone that was too large and too set in to be easily removed. It stayed there for many years, but when I walked past recently I saw that it had gone.

About the Author:

I will soon be 81 years old and tickled pink to be still upright. I have a good life. I still see clients, mainly in their own homes. I attend a lot of congresses, conferences and training sessions (never too old to learn). My apartment sits across from the north end of Maroubra Beach with 270 deg. views. There is always something intriguing to gaze at – the whales and dolphins twice a year, the stand-up paddle boarders, the surfers, the walkers, the beautiful surf in all its moods. Every morning two lorikeets come for their wholemeal bread. I often sit on the balcony and cook lunch on my portable grill, sitting amongst pots of lettuce, spinach, eggplant, tomatoes, chillies, and herbs: French tarragon, bayleaf, basil, rosemary, oregano, marjoram, thyme, mint and parsley. Throw a handful of herbs on every meal. My wonderful son has an equally lovely wife and three sons, 18, 16 and 14. They are the joy of my life as are my many good friends (some dating back to primary school) and colleagues. I was divorced, and later had two very dear partners, now deceased. One of them was Bill Peach; many of you may remember him. I was with him for 15 years until he died in 2013. He infected me with the travel bug, with many overseas and domestic Journeys taking place each year. The other long-term relationship left me with a taste for champagne, good wine, gourmet food and the Opera. Most of my life I have played tennis and golf, surfed (even in winter) and skied overseas and locally. Slowing down a bit now, love to see a film and do cryptic crosswords and sudoko. Passionate about bridge. I feel I have been very fortunate and would like to continue in that vein. Fingers crossed.