At the edge of Seattle, in a little park with a ubiquitous climbing structure and a sweet community garden, a crazed piece of outsider art has come to rest. The boots are actually a BUILDING, with a door (but I don’t think anyone is living inside).
All I could think of was—boy, this street is going to shake when the giant comes back for his hat!
Miriam's Well: Poetry, Land Art, and Beyond 