Thanks for the interesting responses, everyone! 
Greg's response is very close to what I was thinking about when I first thought of this post...
Greg Gauthier:Rod, what was the emotional stimulus for each of these pieces, when you bought them? What about each one appealed to you, in the moment you chose them?
Perhaps in that, is the story you're looking for...
The first pieces are a little out of order. The one titled "The Singing Butler" (the one with the umbrellas) is the oldest of these pieces. I bought it in late 2005, right around the time that I moved into a new apartment with a room mate, after several years of living alone. Around this time, I was having a lot of trouble with romantic relationships. I had earlier that year broken up with a girlfriend of 3.5 years. I then had a "fling" with an older woman (she picked me up in a bar
), which I think was a way of "getting back" at the ex. I ended up rejecting her when she started showing signs of really liking me. And then I had a horrendously embarrassing rebound relationship with a former co-worker, wherein I replayed the rejection of the long relationship which had ended earlier that year. I was batting 1.000 on train-wreck relationships for a while.
Uggachucka was spot-on with the read on the selfishness, I think. That's actually what got me started on this reverie. After today's call-in show (awesome, BTW), I turned to that piece of art, and it suddenly looked different than it had before. I used to be drawn to it... I couldn't figure out why, but it held a mysterious allure to me. Now it feels somehow cruel. In this new context, the article linked through the title above is quite chilling.
All of the other pieces are new; I've purchased them for my new apartment. Ugga was right again about the subway one (entitled "Temple"). It perfectly complements the color scheme of my sofa and barstools.
The "Atlas" piece hangs behind me in my home office (actually a "dining room" off the kitchen).
The "Archipelago" piece hangs in my bedroom, opposite my bed, so I can see it while lying down.
I think they're all pretty interesting, in that they appear quiet and calm (as I like to be), but show also power or grandiosity. The subway is all about velocity, and yet here is a woman standing in front of one, engrossed in a book. Atlas carries the world, while behind him, the GE (née RCA) Building at 30 Rockefeller Plaza (a beautiful art deco skyscraper) vaults to the sky -- a marvel of modern architecture (I have a strong interest in architecture). The archipelago is calm and serene, but huge in scale (it literally fills a wall next to a window). It soothes me as I lie in bed, but also sometimes evokes a feeling of loneliness.
It would be interesting to know what all of these pieces are saying to people who visit my apartment. I'm starting to wonder if I should sell the butler piece, since it seems to have lost its allure to me, and I don't think I want it representing my aesthetic taste anymore.
The last two pieces are from a site full of really bizarre and disturbing images and toys, but these stood out as more benign and appealing. Still Life Flame is interesting in that the flame appears to be almost liquid. It represents invention to me... I had planed to hang it in my office, but Atlas took its place before it could show up.
I'm getting Spring Trees only because the vendor screwed up and delayed my order on the other piece, and ended up offering me store credit for the full price of the piece. It pays to be gracious to people when they're apologizing to you.
I'm glad I'm getting it, though, because I like
how it represents new growth from an already-established body. It's like how I feel about my new life with philosophy.
This was a fun exercise. I think I've learned something about myself. What do you think? 