West Leicester, February 2019 |
I've been cataloguing refuse bins for a while now. In many respects, they seem to play a similar role to abandoned fridges, as sentinels of my local landscape. However, the focus is more on the textual content, than the carrier (or indeed, the actual contents).
In a neighbourhood of tightly-packed, often multi-occupancy, terraced housing, the territoriality and etiquette of wheelie bin use is a matter of some importance - and potential trigger of social tension, on occasion. And, quite obviously, as a motif - the bins also stimulate a meditation on our disposable, consumer economy, and current attitudes to the provision of public services. As ever, though, the unofficial will always subvert the official; and observed reality will always short circuit any trite theory I might have formulated about the work I'm doing. I honestly wouldn't have it any other way.
I wonder if these will become another little blog series? We'll see...
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