Iprobable Monument Pt:2

When I first came across this monument I acted like the multitude of people that pass by it on a day to day basis, taking no note of its meaning, paying no attention to its existence, the monument had just became an object in your path that you avoided bumping into. When I actually took the time to notice the labor and craftsmanship that went into making the bust I began to notice the scratches, dents and tarnished marks that were purposely made and also accidently- probably from the regular drunkards that took a break and leaned on the statue or smashed a bottle against it.Like the small and slow-paced town it was founded in, the statue was old and had its history and yet it was unexposed to its surroundings and was paid too little of attention to, to be truly appreciated.

As I began to gaze at the monument I realized that what I wanted to change about it related to a meaning that had far to do with what originally the monument was made for. However because I realized that this is about what we want to do with the monuments and there are no limits I began to seek a way to augment the bust in a way the spoke to the community and supported the LGBT individuals inside it.

Being a bisexual teenager in a small sheltered town was not as easy as I expected it to be, unfortunately living in a home with a homosexual father strongly embedded in his catholic faith wasn’t quite as easy either. Confiding into anyone was out of the question because even my closest friends couldn’t grasp the concept of homosexuality or even the concept of being attracted to the same sex.

How I would come about starting this alteration process would to first raise the money for my supplies and tools. Fortunately I have numerous friends and family members that have heavy duty machinery and plenty of work space to create my pieces. To raise the money I would promote my idea to friends and family and fellow teachers that supported me and my work during high school .