...a snapper-up of unconsidered trifles ...
Heron Island, Great Barrier Reef, Australia
Sunday, 28 July 2013
The Fourth Plinth has changed occupants again.
Like the golden boy on the rocking-horse (which preceded this, having won out in the most recent competition for the slot), this is a comment on the military - and distinctly male - honorands elsewhere in Trafalgar Square.
And, yes, it is a deliberate pun on the phallic heroics of Nelson's Column (though
the artist claims she hadn't realised the French connection
in the symbolism, which
at first glance
was all that struck me).
And who else should unveil a big blue cock than Our Beloved Mayor™? Had it been his predecessor, it would, no doubt, have had to be a little red rooster.
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