the scales of justice, pt 1

I was searching for a decent photo of the infamous scales of justice to post a deep and poignant tale of my confusion of late about my relationships and how they all seem to be kinked like an overused phone cord, but I ended up finding this picture. It's a sculpture, apparently, at the Hirshhorn Museum and Sculpture Garden in Washington. All I know is that it's freaky. Really really freaky.