Saturday, June 12, 2010

He ain't just whistlin' Dixie


This is the second of a set of three busts I spied while on one of my walks around town. Clearly he lost whatever instrument he used to "play." I love these guys, they are unique and I find it so interesting how they were carved as intentionally incomplete. As if they were ghosts of bygone days, appearing only partially when the light is right.

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