The VERY gay boyfriend and I were strolling through Cal Anderson on the way to my manse when we espied this treasure.
Yes, my friends, it's a golden shopping cart on top of an American flag containing a fake-ass tree.
What. The. Fuck.
I suppose it has something to do with American consumerism in relation to the environment, but I want to stress that this crapfest was left... on a hill... with no-one around... and no placard. If you're gonna protest... can we at least have a sign with inflammatory catchphrases? I mean, really. This dipshizzle wired together some branches, stole a shopping cart and painted it gold, then parked the whole shitbox on top of an American flag.
Then WALKED AWAY. Ugh! Ladies and gentlehookers, Seattle's youthful foray into the arts.
We all know that public art is 95% shit, obvz.
ReplyDeleteWell, obviously, it's a statement on the United States' transition to becoming a banana republic, courtesy of our gold-covered (yet internally rusting and damaging) addiction to consumption.
ReplyDeleteOr it's just a bunch of available objects someone put together with no particular vision in mind. It could also have been compiled without any relatable logic. It can also be a combination of these, seamlessly blending obvious imagery with the ridiculous, creating a vaguely familiar yet stupefying experience.