It’s been a while since my last post—time flies in this city! But here it is, my weekend update, making up for the silence with something… big.

There’s a giant pigeon on the High Line. Supersized in true American fashion.

It’s very silly. Very ugly. But also very New York. The kind of thing that makes you pause, shake your head a little, and keep walking.

But some people love it! There’s even an event where people dress up as pigeons and dance around it (Google it.)

Fun fact: The artist, Iván Argote, called it Dinosaur to remind us that pigeons are distant relatives of dinosaurs. He wanted to flip the script and make us feel small for once.