When it comes to bad golf puns executed in the Sculpture genre, I think we have a winner. I found this porcine oddity on the side of a golf hole where my grandmother lives. These objects always baffle me because I am unable to avoid imagining myself in the artist's position during the brainstorming process, wondering what the specifications, if any, for the piece might have been. Did someone specifically ask the artist for a statue of a sitting pig with golf clubs? Or was it a general "golfer pig" or "animal golfer"? Or did this idea spontaneously appear in someone's noggin and only upon completion was a buyer sought? Were I a feline, this dosage of curiosity might be lethal.
As far as clothed pig statues go, this is one of the most attractive I've seen.
Yes, one of the designers was named Mitchell Ham.
Hey, at least it's not Seymour Optometrist.