I believe that bike parking stations can be public art pieces as long as they serve their practical purpose well. This is a three bike piece.
The sculptural side of the piece is a plain spoken cultural marker, a permanent reminder in steel of when Wall Street’s hedged bet plundered far more than the 4 million number of repossessed homes. Count the dispossessed that were under all those roofs; the divorces, and scattering to the wind of lives that once were families. All this because one industry comprised of smart, greedy, bankers who knew they were untouchable are rewarded. Side A and B record a simplification of the two sides in that game of greed revealing itself in 2008.