Trying some new experiments, playing with the concept of “false abundance,” the idea that while it may seem like we have a lot, it’s all rather shallow and disposable. And don’t ignore the meditating banana slug.
Paving Truck
Thickly coated with asphalt, resulting in a dark, moody post-industrial image, with the serendipitous bit of humor in the name, “Micro.”
Spilled Coffee
Outdoor metal furniture at Yavapai College, Prescott, Arizona. Mug designed and crafted by my wife, Laura Bloomenstein. That the coffee should be spilled is a metaphor for living in this lovely, primitive state, just in case that wasn’t obvious.
Fantail Dump Truck
I sometimes feel like a kid, taking pictures of trucks and messing with them. A big, muscular truck with the dramatic fantail, great rust stains on the tail, and a differential that looks like a ripe grapefruit.
Food Court Furniture
Tables and chairs at the food court in the local mall. The mall these days has more empty shops than occupied ones. I love the satin look of the plastic covering these chairs. It continues my theme of “returning to archetype,” creating idealized versions of the mundane objects that surround us. The only thing that bothers me about this image is, where are the seat cushions for the chairs at the second table? I guess the angle hides them, but it’s unsettling.
Garbage Truck, NYC, in front of the MoMA
A very functional, sturdy sort of machine, caked with grease and, well, stuff. I’m wondering what all those dangling hooks are for.
Table and Bar Stools
Garden State Plaza, New Jersey. Gold and black and glowing.
