It’s a well known fact that supermodels are competitive amongst their own kind. The Friday night binge and purge contests, the number of perverts that stalk you, the length of community service for drug and/or violence related offences… the list goes on.
But if you’re a supermodel and someone were to make a gold statue of your likeness, then that pretty much gives you most super supermodel of the universe status. Take Kate Moss, for instance. Some artist has made a gold statue out of her, and that’s quite an honour.
Just like it will be a tremendous honor when we finish our David Hasselhoff statue made from fingernail clippings of German teenage girls and kitten tears.
Kate Moss has quite the rocky history. A phenomenon among supermodels, Kate Moss has had a knack for capturing the waif look, sometimes known as ‘heroin chic’ that became so popular in the 90s. It really speaks for her character that she’s been able to create that look whilst remaining free of drugs and loser boyfriends.
Anyway, Kate Moss is the definition of beauty at the moment, dontcha know. Or at least some artist dude seems to think so. For artist Marc Quinn, the years of living in his parents basement, studying the female form in great depth and detail via pictures of supermodels has allowed him the time and lack of social interaction to create a stunning replica of Kate Moss made out of gold.
Not really. The artist just finds Kate Moss really beautiful or something. According to Quinn:
“I thought the next thing to do would be to make a sculpture of the person who’s the ideal beauty of the moment.”
We’re not highly into the arts, but apparently in the art world, ideal beauty of the moment is equated with cocaine scandals and greasy ex-boyfriends in fedoras. Who knew?
The statue is called Siren, and it will be on display starting October 4 at the British Museum in London.
Sources suggest that Kate Moss is actually quite unhappy with the statue, and has repeatedly requested that it be upgraded to platinum. Not only does the gold not match her hand bag, but gold makes her look like a lardy arse. Like a size 2, or something.
So, mark you calendars to see Kate Moss’s statue. No word on the progress of the dirty taco wrappers being sculpted into the likeness of Pete Doherty. Story developing…
gir says
This is the perfect opportunity to announce my continuing work on a statue of Hyde cast in pewter.
I had to beat up a lot of nerds to get enough Warhammer figures and dragon-guarding-crystal statues to get enough of that stuff, so you damn well better be flattered.
Annette Hyde says
I’m incredibly flattered. Not creeped out. Flattered.
Joke Police says
Arrange these three words into a fully-functioning sentence:
1: a
2: room
3: get
Matthew Laidlow says
Get Room A?
Is Room A an Brazilian midfielder who plays on the wing and someone Liverpool may snap up on the last day of the transfer window?
Joke Police! Do you have inside information!
gir says
I thought Room A was the one with the rats that eat your eyes and stuff.
Don’t worry, Hyde, I’ll never betray you, even as the rats burrow through the soft flesh of my face into my skull.
Joke Police says
I dunno about Room A, but it looks like Chelsea might be signing Robin O from Real Madrid.
(cue tumbleweed)
I better turn myself in for that one.
Anna says
GET A ROOM! Thickos. Are you dumb, you dumbasses! Fucking shit breath!
Sarah says
thanks for clearing that up for us, anna. we were all stumped.