But this does not count as rain. Whatever the hell came through lower Manhattan the other day was more like the kind of weather that gets a name and causes a manic run on Walmart. With one gust, the tarp flew off the truck. At that same moment, the guy with the clipboard was telling me that we had load on immediately or the ferry was leaving. Then the other dude in the blue shirt came by and told me that the truck looked too high. While I'm not crazy about his style of communication (yelling the same information at someone repeatedly), I was even less fond of what he was saying. Not fit? How is that possible? I cleared the size! What? Not fit? Also, I was really wet. |
1. I have archived much of my life through collected objects.
2. I have moved a smaller studio, making it necessary that I get rid of a lot of these objects.
3. I have done so by using them as the raw material for one enormous collage, created inside a 30-yard dumpster.
4. Oh, also, I have photographed around 500 of these objects and will display them here, accompanied by a brief history of each item.
THE DUMPSTER MAKES THE TRIP TO GOVERNORS ISLAND
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