Wednesday, January 26, 2011

Thank you for clearing that up, modern art edition.


So, this sculpture in Del Ray made the front of the Metro section in today's Washington Post. It's apparently eggs. Three of them. In space.

We drove past Three Eggs in Space last summer for the first time, and everyone stared at it for a second, and then all three of us blurted out some variation of what the accompanying article delicately calls "lady part."

Glad to know we're not the only ones. Also, according to artist Karen Bailey, the titular three eggs are not, as one may think, the three limestone ovals. The third egg is the space inside the limestone oval. Which would make the third limestone oval...something else. I would argue one could have left off the third limestone oval completely and just declared the general shape of the universe to be the third egg, but whatever. I don't particularly care for the sculpture - it looks like every other pieces of bland art parked in front of every other apartment building - but I guess it's better than the spiky steel egg that sits down the street from Ballston Metro. I like to call that one the Choke Pear.

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