2010-03-27 // 15:06:46
Urizen
I still love this picture

^ Thank you. The look on that kid's face still haunts me, too.

2007-05-09 // 00:08:59
George
what dialogoue

^ You mean the comments? Yeah, I got gregarious. You should see me after a bottle of wine.

2007-05-08 // 14:25:17
Norah.Goldenbogen
ah, mein sekundenkleber.
man sieht die qualität.

^ Ich habe einiges verschmiert und es ging nicht mehr runter, aber dann kam ich auf die Idee, das einfach noch mehr zu zerstören, damit das mülliger ausschaut.

2007-05-08 // 14:20:03
Norah.Goldenbogen
wo hast du das fotografiert??
in valencia? sehr schön!

^ Nee, München auf dem Flohmarkt, aber die chicos haben es in Wien schon betrachtet. Ich habe bei Dir mit Sekundenkleber rumgemacht, und die haben mich dabei erwischt.

2007-05-07 // 16:16:25
benrains
That's odd. I always thought her name was Wilhelmina Wanka.

2007-05-07 // 15:53:22
benrains
I bet he would if the treasure were a big pile of porn magazines.

^ Oh yes, that's exactly what it is. This is young Charlie and down there in the skip is everlasting porn that never dulls; an invention of the ingenious but eccentric Wilhelmina Wonker, hand-made at her cumdiddleumtious porn factory by surgically enhanced oompah-loompahs.

2007-05-07 // 15:32:42
benrains
A treasure map for dumpsters?

^ Ah, X marks the spot: buried treasure! You could have a point. But he has to dive right into all that horrible stinking filth to get at it. Will it be worth it? Will he try, in the end?

2007-05-07 // 14:25:48
fake_palindrome
love it! glu glu

^ glu glu to you too. I glu you. I glu you and I wipe you.

2007-05-07 // 12:24:35
Urizen
Interesting... yes, i think you're right. but you know what would be my biggest fear of all? Realizing that the skip is empty! Oooooh, that would be horrible...

^ You're right! I'm glad you said that. I was thinking something similar yesterday: you could protect yourself from those sad moments of loss by detaching yourself emotionally and closing yourself up. You would never miss anything and the skip would be empty. But you wouldn't be living life to the full and that would be much worse. Something like that, anyway.

2007-05-07 // 11:49:45
Urizen
I'll say it again: truely visual poetic. It's like the periodial backwards-looking and stock-taking everyone does, so purely human... Like visualizing memory as a huge container full of things to look sad at... It's true, it works at a thousend levels. Great work, Mrs. Esther.

^ Gracias. And yes, the skip could contain something wonderful that you just couldn't keep hold of, for one reason or another. Or lots of things. Oh let us cry together, this Monday lunchtime, Uri. Let us sing sad songs from the skip of lost loves and forgotten dreams. (Lordy, it's the sofa all over again! Looks like we both really go for these "magic on the trashheap" tales.)

2007-05-07 // 11:04:28
Urizen
As i told you, this is awesome (i used this adjective because i know it impresses you). I'm still not sure to fully understand the cross thing, but the picture is totally poetical and expressive. The kid's face is just priceless.

^ I can think of a lot of personal associations for the black cross. It makes the picture look more like a sort of funeral notification (except that the cross is not a Christian cross, because this is not a Christian ceremony). It reminds me of the Xs you might draw over the eyes of a comic character to show that it is dead, It is like the X you click on the computer, to close a window you were using, or even an entire programme. Also it is like a hand-drawn mark to show that you are crossing out words which perhaps you wrote to someone or which they wrote to you. Perhaps they were promises or expectations or expressions of affection that are being retracted. Finally, positioned inside the Polaroid frame, it reminds me of the mark you would make when you want to cross a box on a form, a checklist or similar. I have to admit, I wasn't thinking of any of this when I took the picture or stuck the cross on. I've just been looking at this image a lot since then, trying to work out why I made it the way I did. This is the feeling this picture now gives me: to check the box - in order to fulfil the criteria which is demanded of him - the boy also has to shut down a sort of window or programme he was using (i.e. he has to end something). But something else - something very precious and unique - must be trashed in this process and that hurts, because he hates to lose it. God, I could go further. How about this one: what if he decides not to cross the box on the checklist, but instead to jump into the skip and rescue the trashed item from the rubbish? If you were that thing down in the skip, would you still want to be rescued, knowing that you had almost been thrown away?