They are not real ruins of course… but give the park an eerie sort of feeling…
Actually they are sculptures by artist John Radford collectivelly called the “Tip”.
Western Park, Ponsonby.
9 thoughts on “Ruins in the park”
These are great – quite spooky. Reminds me of planet of the apes! (the end bit!)
Really unusual sculpture; I like the artist’s concept a lot. Thanks for posting the image.
seriously weird!
yes, excellent pieces and like your shot!
Wow, really impressive!
Reminds me of Shelley (a bit)
OZYMANDIAS
I met a traveller from an antique land
Who said:—Two vast and trunkless legs of stone
Stand in the desert. Near them on the sand,
Half sunk, a shatter’d visage lies, whose frown
And wrinkled lip and sneer of cold command
Tell that its sculptor well those passions read
Which yet survive, stamp’d on these lifeless things,
The hand that mock’d them and the heart that fed.
And on the pedestal these words appear:
“My name is Ozymandias, king of kings:
Look on my works, ye mighty, and despair!”
Nothing beside remains: round the decay
Of that colossal wreck, boundless and bare,
The lone and level sands stretch far away.
It does give an errie feeling to the picture. I wonder who thought of this? Nice.
It poured rain yesterday and I took some photos through the windshield experimenting.
These are great – quite spooky. Reminds me of planet of the apes! (the end bit!)
Really unusual sculpture; I like the artist’s concept a lot. Thanks for posting the image.
seriously weird!
yes, excellent pieces and like your shot!
Wow, really impressive!
Reminds me of Shelley (a bit)
OZYMANDIAS
I met a traveller from an antique land
Who said:—Two vast and trunkless legs of stone
Stand in the desert. Near them on the sand,
Half sunk, a shatter’d visage lies, whose frown
And wrinkled lip and sneer of cold command
Tell that its sculptor well those passions read
Which yet survive, stamp’d on these lifeless things,
The hand that mock’d them and the heart that fed.
And on the pedestal these words appear:
“My name is Ozymandias, king of kings:
Look on my works, ye mighty, and despair!”
Nothing beside remains: round the decay
Of that colossal wreck, boundless and bare,
The lone and level sands stretch far away.
It does give an errie feeling to the picture. I wonder who thought of this? Nice.
It poured rain yesterday and I took some photos through the windshield experimenting.
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They look like sinking into grass! It gives an interesting feeling.
ooh what interesting pieces! So original i like them a lot.