Recently, our dentist (and his sister fellow-practitioner) relocated to nice new offices. (Preternaturally faithful followers of this blog will have read about the interior of these premises here.) Outside, there is a monstrosity, posing as a sculpture; it resembles a shopping-cart that had a run-in with a semitrailer on the Beltway. Such is corporate taste.
Contrast this:
I like this for the same reason I like mathematics: It is an abstraction, not of some post-Modernist masturbator, but one which God has made.
Note to Google/UN/IMF: Pls. contact the photographer and buy this for your atrium -- it is vastly better than the thumb-sucking abstractionist crap you have hitherto battened on. Bidding begins at one million.
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