disease, abscond, discard, refuse, garbage, trash, value/valueless, waste, effluents, disorder, chaos, decay, putrid, putrescence, rubbish, exhausted, litter, scourings, dregs, fetid, decay, catastrophe, derelict, bi-product, scum, unclean, dangerous.
“Garbage is the formlessness from which form takes
flight, the ghost that haunts the presence. Garbage
is the entrails, the bits or scraps, the mountain
of indistinguishable stuff that is in its own way affirmed
by resolute dismissal: it is refuse-d (not accepted,
denied, banished).” -John Scanlan “On Garbage”
this makes me wonder about what we are attempting to do. are we trying to order chaos? are we trying to reclaim the the dead; to be the dr. frankenstein? are we piecing together the remains to construct a simulacra, identifying the parts that we see, to construct a whole or are we just skimming the surface, like rats, feasting on the entrails of society to fatten our gullets?
I’ve been struck by layers. levels of dumping and discarding, of sorting and piling, create an amalgamation of 64,000 lbs that are compressed into trailers and take the 150 mile journey up the Columbia gorge to the landfill in Arlington, OR.
each layer consists of a story that needs to be discarded. there is no room in our lives for the compilation of everything. our brain sorts and categorizes memory and every once in a while we choose to anchor an event to an object that we have collected and we name that object a souvenier. by naming an object as significant we inadvertently name other objects as insignificant. Our layers become transparent and porous. the seepage, or to put it in landfill terms, the leachate, filter out and distill that which we value, and we are left with visual anchors of the valued moments of our existence.
Lines are drawn, divisions are made and the plane of the land becomes digestable and navigable through boundaries.