Tuesday, March 23, 2010
ANTHONY GORMLEY STATUES
They stand there, aloof, starring straight ahead, all seeing, all knowing. Are they angles, demons or extraterrestrials? Are they judging us or merely seeing us as ants as we scurry about below? Do they beckon out to each other late at night? The more I look for them the more I notice them and when I see a new one, I am as excited as when I notice a handsome man glance at me on the street.