Ehrmmmmmm . . .
Now. I have passed this sculpture on my way to work for the past year, and every time I see it I can’t help but think of it as a penis with some manner of tumor on it. I have tried–oh how I have tried–to think of it as something else. I just can’t. I can’t.
From another angle.
A collection of flowers? An unfortunately designed spaceship? No! No! It’s a damn penis with a tumor on it. That’s what it is. I can’t make my brain see anything else.
As it turns out, all these months I have not been seeing the whole sculpture. I discovered this when I approached it to take the above photographs. It turns out, as you can see in this photograph:
The full view of the Chinese sculpture.
it just has the most unfortunately placed hedge in China. So there it is. But every time I pass it, I still see a damn penis with a tumor on it.
The Brain Dump 