I ask the good people of cyberspace, why do we Art? What compelled Pollock to splatter, Warhol to pop, Frida to selfie? All of the greatest artists in history would probably tell you that inspiration comes from some power outside of the self; ideas travel down to the brain, through the arms, and out of the hand in movements of divine passion. And it can happen, albeit rarely, that the thing coming out of the hand is... another hand. In the case of a recent sculpture installation in Wellington, New Zealand, this hand stands about 15ft tall on a roof with a menacing facial expression.