Brushstrokes in Singapore

Singapore Brushstrokes

There is this Lichtenstein sculpture garden in Singapore that is a relative of another garden installed in Philadelphia in 1996. Here is a view of a Lichtenstein sculpture from my hotel room in Singapore. It's probably a half mile away. Look for the little blue and white thing in the courtyard.



Here it is on super-supreme-robot optical zoom.




Here it is up close and personal.

Closer.

Closer still.

And here is my hotel room as seen from the sculpture, again on super-zoom. It's the one with the open drapes.

I am in Singapore, I have a camera and some free time. I like art.

It's convenient to me that they have art right outside the mall. People seem to ignore it, because there's two Lacoste stores within a mile, and everybody wants to go there. Also, if you are not used to being in ninety degree weather with 80 percent humidity in November, being outside where the sculpture is could kill you. I risked death, but as you can tell, it was hell on my hair.

There is sometimes a kind of paradoxical high level/low quality of service. I was in a drugstore, looking for hair products, and a well-dressed lady followed me around, letting me know that she was there to fulfill my every whim and passing fancy- however, it became clear that this was not the case when a furry hippopotamus change purse caught my eye that had to be un-Swif-tacked from the display, and when I asked her about it she deflated and resisted, and then finally turned around dejectedly to get scissors. So, she was playing Watch The Giant Freaky American To See If She Steals Something And We Can Cut Her Hands Off. I am not sure what kind of criminal mastermind I would have to be to say, I can go into a crowded store in a country with very severe criminal punishment policies, where I could be fined for spitting on the sidewalk and chewing gum in public, and where I am a foot taller and a hundred pounds heavier than anyone else, and steal this hippopotamus change purse with impunity. But I'm not even close to that level.

Update: Portland has acquired a Lichtenstein brushstroke, and we stuck it in front of our modern art museum:

Hooray for us!