拾った写真
昨日となりのアパートのごみすてで段ボール箱の上に小さいなアルバムあった。箱の中にあった物はなんか少し前の女子高校生のだったそうだった。写真を捨てるなんて勿体無いと思ったけど三日間毎朝あのアルバムはそのまま同じ格好あってやっとゴミトラックが来るの日拾ってしまった。
そのアルバムの中二枚スゴイ写真を見せたいです：
These two beautiful photos are from an album I found in my neighbor’s trash.
A more specifically worded statement would be this–> The two beautiful photos above are from a small album that was sticking out of a box of belongings* that sat in the trash area of an apartment down my street for 3 days.
Despite wanting the album from day one, I let it sit there for a few days just in case whoever left a beat-up cardboard box on the curb decided that they wanted that stuff back. Today the trash came so it seems that they were saved just in time. I don’t really know what to do with them but it is a waste to toss photographs and so they were re-appropriated into my apartment. They prove something- what was there when someone decided that it was an occasion to make a photograph. But also something else that deals with the value of how found snapshots are devoid of external context and their purity due to that same fact.
*contents: it was the paper-based jetsam of a young woman’s teen years- think uncut print club sheets and notes and returned test papers and flimsy paper photo albums with school trip photos taken with a disposable camera. These were ruined by the rain.
