Ok, while we're on the subject, some overheard puns: Chicago's Eye-Con, a new Eye-Full Tower, the Eye-Ronic...someone's called it the Eye-Sore.
True, the post-Junta (bit of politics, sorry) architecture is an abomination but the presence of ancient Greek, Roman ruins and some wonderful Byzantine churches and towers compensate the eye a treat.
The Dutch mountain may well stay on paper, but out in California's Mojave desert, Zurich-based RAFAA have been working with BrightSource Energy Inc on the design of a series of 225-metre towers for the eye-catching Ivanpah Solar Electricity Complex.
With his three most recent novels, The Black Tower, The Pale Blue Eye and Mr. Timothy, Louis Bayard, in the words of the Washington Post, has ascended to "the upper reaches of the historical-thriller league".
Under the towering eye of the 19th-century statue of Bavaria, a female personification of the Bavarian homeland with a giant lion by her side, a group of high school students met at the Oktoberfest one recent afternoon, ready to party in style.
On we went, taking in the sights: the full-beamed Thames swirling next to us past the Eye, Tower Bridge, Greenwich, the warehouses and massive working wharves.
Another problem with comparing Kapoor's structure with Eiffel's is that what makes the Parisian tower so pleasing to the eye is that its shape was dictated by the forces of the wind, not by the foolishness of man.
Still, the settings - a huge French chateau, the Eiffel Tower, the Golden Gate Bridge - enchant the eye; Grace Jones as May Day amply fills the role of henchwoman to the villainous Max Zorin Christopher Walkenn), bent on cornering the microchip market; Duran Duran provides the title song; and there is the usual eyecatching title sequence.
A touchstone work, "Big Heat" (1988), owned by the Whitney Museum, finds two firemen in full gear kissing beneath towering walls composed of fool-the-eye-precise discolored and scorched brick.
Twin-tower images now catch the eye, no matter how innocuously displayed.
By a wall of windows a DIFC executive, a tall, angular Brit, gestures broadly to a visitor at the smoggy horizon, littered with cranes, bridges and towers as far as the eye can see.
