“No worries,” I thought, glancing down at my closed-toed footwear. Feeling confident, I strutted forward, without worrying about the puddle in front of me.
“No worries,” I thought, glancing down at my closed-toed footwear. Feeling confident, I strutted forward, without worrying about the puddle in front of me.
One of the most exciting things about public art is the intentionality of its location. Unfortunately, UBC's landscape is constantly shifting, and with buildings constantly coming and going, the art attached to it doesn’t always last forever.