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Revolt of the Mannequins

This past week, Wellington has been host to La Révolte des Mannequin.

La Revolt des Mannequin, or The Revolt of the Mannequins, is a set of French art installations.  Around the town, several shop fronts are installed with Mannequins posed and doing various things.

Each day, they appear shifted to a new pose, giving the impression that they're moving. And thus a story is told.

There where ten of them in the CBD area, but the first that caught my attention was called Nightmare of the Puddle and featured a man enjoying a drink on the first day.  But as the days progressed, the man appeared to be melting form the feet down, forming a large puddle of plastic.

By the end, he had practically disappeared completely, and a cleaning lady was mopping up the remains into a blue plastic bucket.  On the last day, she throws the contents of the bucket at the window.

Another excellent one wasn't hosted in one shop.  It was called the Inspector and the Sniper.  It featured a sniper located at various places during the week, picking off "normal" mannequins in the shops.  He'd shoot them in the head, and the following day the inspector would be there, looking like Columbo.

As the week progressed, it ended with the inspector finally catching the sniper.  On the last day, we find both in a car.  I assume it's the police car, and the guy has been arrested...?

Pretty cool!

The rest are completely different and equally bizzare.  More so in fact.

There was, however, one part of the affair that pissed the hell out of me.
One of the displays had been progressing day by day until the day before the last day.  We went along to see what was happening, to be told that the owner of the building had arrived home and decided he didn't like the thing in the shop, and demanded it be removed.

What a dick. 

What harm could it possibly do to his business?  It did nothing but encourage more people to come into the shop!  I don't know, people like this piss me off.  I hope he had an excellent reason, cus all he really managed to do was to piss folks off.

oh well, apart from that it was excellent :)

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