The courtyard is an open space full of small daily objects used by those who occupy it. The fountain spews water up high above causing it to fall down in a beautiful formation. The crystal blue water falls from one fountain into another to create a water fall entrapped in stone that leaves a beautiful feeling within those who pass it. Many people stop in mid walk to take a shot of it. The benches and tables is where the occupant goes to do work and or socialize with their friends and classmates. However, when these are occupied are left to sit on the side of the garden that hangs out under it. Sitting down on the cold and grainy concrete edge surrounded by bushes and trash causes some discomfort which is seen by how some girls sway from side to side pulling their shorts down to cover their flesh. My interviewee James mentioned that after some time his back will begin to hurt due to there not being a back for him to straighten up in. The benches and tables are there to encourage community and unity within the students. These objects control the way the students act in the way that it pushes them into a single space without suffocating each other to socialize. The bushes liven up the area and keeps it from looking dull and depressed. I watched as a girl pulled out her charcoal block and began to draw the scene before her eyes. With every motion and flick of her wrist the image in front of her began to appear.

The Courtyard is like a bag of Chex Mix, full of a variety of people with different interest. This space is good for everyone at GSU looking for some alone time or for some socialization. Just as James said there are many different cliques one can join if they wish to do so. Those who wish to be alone sat alone they all sat together. Lined up on a single edge of concrete slab sat 4 girls and two boys all with cords dangling from their ears, fingers typing away on their new age technology, and none of them speaking. They all sat with at least 2 feet of space between them but not a single word was spoken to one another. This human interaction is the various groups we see that have formed on common interest. A girl with neon green hair and eyes to match, that could be seen from a mile away, sat on the edge of the fountain with her sketch pad in her lap and oil pastels laid out beside her. Soon her fingers became stained with the medium and she needed to wipe her fingers to blend. A boy with hair as dark as night held out a tissue to her. She thanked him for it and smiled.

There is a variety of students whom occupy the courtyard space. Looking out into the space we see the heads of those alike huddled into corners, seats, trees, and steps. All these people come from many backgrounds, are from different majors, and like different things all of which are factors of how they are separated. The people you commonly find at the courtyard are all parts of the cliques.  The person I interviewed, James, belonged to the smokers located just to the side of the big fountain. The smokers are often always together and can be distinguished by their smell and the obvious smoke flying above their fingertips as they hold their vice between their fingertips.