What’s that up there?

Tall shadows frame the the art.

Down below, dashed lines of people saunter or flash by. The mechanism is green with an oddly placed flashing light. The artist extends at its reach.

Some stop down below, wondering what the mechanism is doing. Painting, they say. A mural. Others look past sunglasses to a device. Yet others are annoyed by those slowing and stopping.

Those who hustle along to their destinations miss the mechanism. How odd to walk but not see it, with its odd flashing light.