Me and my camera in my home town, my capital city, my london…
This is also part of the gallery “The Death of Television”. Click here to view.
I have been taking pictures of abandoned objects discarded on the streets of London for about five years. I have amassed in the region of around 1000 photographs of which I am now stripping down into galleries. This is the first of the series.
I don’t quite remember how or why it started but I found myself relentlessly drawn to documenting these now homeless household items. I became fixated with their rejected status, cast out into the elements, ejected from their families, once loved and in pride of place, now discarded and forlorn.
It occurred to me that my photographs would also become the last documentation of their existence before they were removed from sight and society, sent either to languish an eternity on a landfill or simply destroyed. These pictures are dedicated to all you broken (hearted) pieces of unwanted junk. I salute you and wish you well on your journey to the great living-room in the sky.
Love the tele ‘looking back’ forlornly into its house. Melancholic inanimate objects get me every time.
Great idea! One last glance before extinction