Eye of the Beholder

I've noticed some new art installations around Bellingham the last few months. The reason I know that they are art is that they aren't anything else. These huge, random abstract hunks of metal are mostly painted a solid Crayola-type color, red, blue, or purple, for instance.
Because of the unnameable shapes and random locations they can't be used for giving directions. For instance, I couldn't say "I'll meet you at the corner where that twisted rectangular tube is painted red" because there might be more than one twisted rectangular shape, and there could be more of these art pieces that are red besides the one I was referring to. I'm not sure that any one of them is memorable enough to be described under any circumstance, so I would end up saying, “You know, the one by the courthouse” which I could have said in the first place.
They can't really be used as something to look at and contemplate because it's Bellingham and the only thing anyone wants to think about when in Bellingham is how to get out of the rain.
As near as I can figure, they have been strewn around to say, “There, now you have something to look at.”
Nancy Sherer