I’m a comic geek. Not a surprising confession to most who know me, but for those who don’t know…I am a comic geek.
There’s a plaza near where I live called Plaza 88. It has the most demented sense of design I’ve ever seen. Outside the plaza are three (I think?) horses in a fountain spewing water from their noses. The horses continue inside the mall – decorative horse heads act as supports for each floor above the ground floor. There’s a deer (?) with big antlers above the entrance. There are soccer balls and basketballs all over the interior.
The stores inside the mall continue the eclectic theme with a Baskin-Robbins, a coffee shop, an illegal DVD store (which I love and frequent and feel like a giant hypocrite when I watch them), and a woodworking shop with pieces from Lombok.
So…what does this have to do with comics? Outside the mall, crawling up the wall, is Spiderman. Hulk and Superman are hanging out inside the mall, and there’s this guy, the Spiderman above, crawling up an interior wall. It looks like it was put together by children with great imaginations.