Now, this is one of the more bizarre art installations you will find in staid, conservative Victoria. This tree is in someone’s front yard, and as you can see, it is hung with Barbies and their kin. I see this tree during my daily commute and have been meaning to photograph it for a while. I find it fascinating. Creepy. And remarkably durable. And, I don’t understand it. Perhaps that is my own failing. However, there is quite a lot to like about it. It’s outrageous; a good use for Barbies; it exposes something pretty essential about the purpose of these kinds of toys; it makes you stop; look; think; wonder; and its a fantastic blog subject (I suspect you are feeling creeped out, but wishing you had one to photograph as well). I wish I lived a bit closer so I could catch these dolls in different light – I suspect some really interesting photos could be taken here at the right time.
If you care to go see it for yourself, and you live near Victoria, it is located on May Street across from its intersection with Cambridge Street in Fairfield, see the map here. Unfortunately, the google street view is when the tree is fully in leaf, and before the house was painted, and does not show any of this. That view does make me wonder – are these hanging in the summer hidden in the leafed tree? The display seems to change from time to time. It is very carefully arranged when one starts looking closely. This is not just casual Barbie abuse, contrary to first impressions. On the ground beneath the tree or nearby are other dolls and things of interest.
Click on any of the thumbnails below to launch the gallery view and esc to leave it. I apologise for so many images, but really, what a choice to cut one of them out.
Canon EOS 5Dmkii, Canon 50/1.4 lense, ISO100, all images f1.4, ranging between 1/50th and 1/3,200th.
The wooden Hittys that I share a house with strongly disapprove of this shameless display, for a variety of good reasons, many of them of the modest varieties. They say, with exasperation, that Barbies can be real air-heads, and they are not surprised to see them hanging around being decorative and not contributing in a substantive way.