It is not elegantly hung but merely propped up on the mantelpiece in my study accompanied (happily,I think) by some commentaries on Baxter, and Rowan Williams on Dostoevsky and Thomas Merton. The print is, of course, by Peter Siddell and was part of a farewell gift by the English Department when I left Hamilton for adventures in Australia - years ago now.
What fascinated me was the suggestion of an Auckland scene - the distinctive volcanic 'bumps' and the glimpse of harbour. But there the resemblance stops as we see an empty refined and 'classical' urbanscape quite unlike the city we know. Yet that glimpse is 'framed' by two modern glass and concrete structures and in the blurry reflections of the glass we catch the image of the villas and hills (Mount Hobson, Mount Eden?) of the place that we know.
We view then two cities or at least two possibilities, or an idea of a city and what 'we' have created. In the lower right corner Siddell has put the Latin proverbsed fugit interea fugit irreparabile tempus (“but it flees meanwhile: irretrievable time flees”).