I love this Mary Seyfarth sculpture for several reasons:
- It’s red.
- It’s a foot.
- It’s a BIG red foot.
- Because it’s in front of St. James Cathedral (and that footprints in the sand poem), it implies it’s Jesus’ foot … that leaves behind the clear imprint of a combat boot.
- And, last but not least: Way back when my mom was young and dinosaurs pulled the covered wagons to Kansas, the biggest insult a kid could shout at ya was “Your mother wears army boots.”
I’m not sure why that was an insult, but I’m sure Jesus needs sturdy shoes to kick the crudola out of Satan.
(E Huron/N Wabash, River North, Chicago.)