What does “Justice” look like to you? Is she blind, with a veil wrapped around her eyes to represent her impartiality? Or are her eyes open and keen, ready to spot falsehood? Is she matronly, or a scholar with a sword?
Or is justice really a dancing baby being crushed under a sink fixture?
This is definitely allegorical of something, but I’m really at a loss as to what. I’m pretty sure it was built from a quick trip to the church supply store, then the plumbing supply store. Though why it’s balancing a 1958 Oldsmobile hood ornament, I do not know. Perhaps because it is a baby wearing a sink fixture, it is always young and fresh. Yet it gets poor mileage. The two rusty collection plates show that it’s going to cost you some money, but you’re not going to know where it goes, because they’re, like, still rusty, and what’s with that?
Or maybe it’s not some sort of complex symbol. Maybe it’s an heirloom from a time when we were strong because we WORKED to be strong, and we carried two elephant-sized cheese plates on our head, uphill, both ways, when we were FIVE, and we liked it. Or we didn’t like it, but we’ll tell you we did, and that will explain why we have a better work ethic than you, why you should get a job, and why our heads are perfectly flat.
Goodwill on 183 and Metric, Austin