Monday, June 05, 2006

My Brother Came to Visit

. . . so we walked around the neighborhood.

When we got to the giant sculpture that looks rather like a windmill made out of metal parachutes, he asked "What is it?"

"It's Art," I replied.

"But what is its function?" he asked, and I burst out laughing.

(He wasn't serious. I'm almost as certain as humanly possible about that.)

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