Jan. 14 was my last seminar at the Universität. I was feeling a little sad and wistful for this class to come to an end. Although Austrian students require some coaxing to talk, we did get some wonderful discussions going throughout the semester, and the interdisciplinary nature of the group (from theology, psychology, philosophy, biology, political science, and literature, among others) made for a very interesting exploration of Freud, psychoanalysis and religion – critiques, and counter-critiques (the title of the course) After class I decided to visit Freud’s bust in the cloister-like halls of the old university buiding (on the Ringstrasse, a few blocks from my actual classroom building on Schenkenstrasse). Students go about their business, mostly oblivious of the famous old heads all around them. This bust is not my favorite likeness of Freud, but it’s good that he has been given this recognition. His bust stands amidst friezes and statues of some of the university’s most illustrious professors throughout its history.
The old university building seen from across the street on the Mölker Bastei (see previous post “Where Beethoven walked”).