Conversation · Horseback Monument

A fiasco?! No, it's beautiful...

Beauty doesn't cut it. We have a long way to go -- your net worth is still nothing if you factor in the tax!

Maybe it's an honest portrait of who I am and what I've done.

An Art Cop? No. You're a hustler -- and you've got a long way to go. Your net worth is still nothing if you factor in the tax!

Net worth, net worth, net worth... At least I've got my net worth! Watch the numbers go by.

A seagull lands on the monument, surveying the town below. Then it takes off again.

A figure in a day dress, cuddled up in an armchair... she looks up and smiles at you across the living room.

She will come back.

Wind blows hard enough to chip away at the edges of the paint. The bright rebellion is already starting to dull...

It's fucking lonely at the top.

The defaced statue above seems to agree.

Somewhere in a hospital bed the lieutenant turns onto his side, feverish and exhausted...

Go away, stupid thoughts.

Your mind is silent, just like the roundabout under the brilliant sun.

Was it worth it?

"No, I don't mind."

"It's setting a precedent. We must overwrite the harms of the past with the glory of the future."

He nods in hopes of humouring you then closes his eyes for half a beat. When he opens them, it's clear he has something to say to you...

"That's what you get when you commission a drunk, I guess."

"What you're seeing here is a total lack of appreciation for both art and history."