And so it came to pass that my buddy Jason and I, having just finished dinner at Subway with two female companions who wish to remain anonymous, discovered the following sculpture in the Pyeongchon E-Mart courtyard:
I’m sure the “artist” responsible for this piece thought he/she was making some bold, profound statement about the challenges of modern humanity. Mankind feels trapped and isolated in this consumerist wasteland. Yes, we have Subway and E-Mart within walking distance of one another, but what about our inner beings? Happiness is futility, because we will never truly escape from, like, despair and stuff.
But – surprise surprise – Jason and I didn’t see it like that. Instead of the loneliness and futility of modern life, we saw an unfinished mannequin who was just begging for a break from its crappy post-postmodern existence. And we were happy to oblige. As the girls looked on in embarrassed amusement…
We hooked the sculpture up with a cold one.
We helped him relax with some old school jams.
We made him aware of the human rights abuses occurring just a few hours north of where we were standing.
We found him a nice girl to party with.
These aren’t the first crimes I’ve committed against a statue of course:
And this isn’t my first post about weird art in Korea. But I’d like to think that this is the first time when the crappy modern sculpture would thank me if it could. Really, when was the last time it had this much fun on a Friday night? 🙂