Me and my camera in my home town, my capital city, my london
You can’t really go wrong with a giant metal stiletto. I love outsized objects. Always have. I’m just don’t know what it means…what is this sculpture trying to say? That life has a point? There are bigger things than us? Is it a symbol of the oppression of women and their subsequent fight for dominance in the gender wars? Could the artist just like over-sized items like me? The big question is does it require meaning at all? Can art be art without meaning? If it can’t, what is it? Someone once said (have a great head for quotes but never remember who said them): “I don’t know what it is so it must be art”. Maybe the sheer fact that I am trying to work it out means that its purpose has been fulfilled. Maybe you yourself are now questioning whether a photograph of a piece of art even registers on the artistic spectrum at all and who am I to dissect someone else’s work? Like this giant shoe, you might just have a point…