I don't know about you, but I've often wondered what an architectural interpretation of Dickhouse would look like. On one hand, yes, I'd obviously love to see the most literal erection imaginable, a bonafide Michelangelo unbridled, but then on the other, no, no I wouldn't. And not because of any philistine phallic phobia, or that a big bad wolf might come and try to blow it (grrrr...), but more so that it takes on a construction of castration a la Jeffrey Dahmer. That could just be me, though, as I've always had an unhealthy Midwestern backwoods imagination that more often than not veers and errs to the morbid serial side. Here, however, is a sign that I pass at least once every two weeks and it never fails to add colour to my day. And the more and more I see it, the more and more I see this as being an accurate representation of our world made flesh and building materials.
For those of you, like me, that opted to take six years of German in school for no real good foreseeable future reason in life, "El Castillo Divertido" translates to "Castle Fun" and by golly whoever painted this sign sure hit the good-time nail on the head. The rainbow's end, the beverage in hand, the sandals, the arms and legs, and the parapets—my god, the parapets! I've never really been a big advocate of tattoos, but this is the first true work of art I've seen where I could honestly see forking over some prime epidermal real estate in the sublime spirit of Dickhouse.
(Photo by Sean Cliver; Santa Cruz, Costa Rica 2012)