Our Neighborhood.
Our pad is located in the Friendship Heights section of DC, which is filled with old people and shoppers. One block from our apartment is a major retail hub with fancy-pants stores like Tiffany's, Van Clef & Arples and Neiman Marcus. I call it Fauxdeo Drive.
At some point in our neighborhood's history, they thought it'd be keen to place *lifelike* sculptures of *regular people* in *realistic* poses on street corners and in communal areas. I might add that these are appallingly bad sculptures — adequately representational, but just off enough to be a grotesque mockery of humanity.
One of the sculptures is of an area cop who passed away some time ago. I'm sure he was a swell fella, but I find it hard to believe that he would've wanted to be immortalized like this:
Is that not a fucked-up pose?
And what is that expression, exactly? Kindliness? Compassion? Constipation?
Another headshot. Lovely wife in background.
Those veins on his hands are highly textural. And incredibly gross.
That might be a working surveillance device — this is Washington.
A walkie-talkie ain't all he's packing.
They should really think about adding an Indian, construction worker and leatherman.
Here's his story. But this patrolman has a dirty secret not revealed in the official bio...
Late at night, he likes to "cop" a feel!










if i were depressed today, this would surely cheer me up. great action pose Brooke, it is the stuff of legend!
Posted by: Sean | September 09, 2007 at 12:01 PM
Man, that thing is creepy...when I die I want someone to make a statue of me and pose it searching though the avant-garde vinyl section at Pure Pop.
Posted by: jay | September 09, 2007 at 12:16 PM
Not sculpture.
Taxidermy.
Posted by: Molly | September 09, 2007 at 12:57 PM
Sean: this thing has cheered me up more times than I can count. Which is also creepy, now that I think about it.
Molly: It truly begs the question — is he dead or memorex?
Jay: I think they could just pour liquid latex down the steps of the store, and you'd be frozen like an insect in amber. Hmmm, kind of like Bodies: The Exhibition, which we went to yesterday. More on that later...
Posted by: casey | September 09, 2007 at 01:10 PM
I've seen something like this before, but it was totally bronze. This sculpture, and the one I've seen, are kind of like scarecrows for humans. I guess that when people see a policeman, even if it is a mannequin or statue, they 'behave.'
Posted by: Brad | September 10, 2007 at 08:29 AM
Poor Brooke. Another staggering example of the kind of abuse of power that has left DC the vile cesspool it's become.
Posted by: Herb | September 10, 2007 at 01:39 PM