The statue is called Verity. The artist is a nearby pub owner who describes his obscenity as a 'modern allegory of truth and justice.' That's faux-art speak to deflect anyone correctly taking umbrage to a chunk of junk disguised as art.
Naysayers told the city council the 'work' is: 'outrageous, immoral, bizarre, offensive, distasteful, embarrassing, grotesque, disrespectful, insensitive, inappropriate, a monstrosity, tasteless, ugly, vulgar and not in good taste'. In short, this thing needs to be melted down and turned into a bell or a plaque.
The council ignored upset villagers giving a green light to the project instead. The pointee skin stripped horror was wind tunnel tested. Yea, don't want the thing taking off in the middle of the night on a brisk onshore wind gust.
Sometimes bad art is well, you know, just bad. Can anyone else hear Donatello, Michelangelo, Bernini and Rodin turning in their graves?