I can’t believe I’ve never seen this before. I was in Eastwoods Park, fixing the wheel of my bike, when I sensed that someone was looking at me. And then I saw it, lurking at the edge of the forest.
It was a neat effect, the way that the sunlight, dappled by leaves, partially obscured this carving.
I may have to take back everything I said about Austin’s pathetic public art.
It reminded me of Toasterwaffel’s confession that walking through this park at night always gave her flashbacks to the Blair Witch Project.