Given the project of 100 things......... and what came to the top of my thought pile... Rubbish................. LITERALLY
So many things to choose from and i pick the smellyest most mundane topic I could....
Well I got over the stupid decision I made and actually started to do something about it..... I wanted to document something oppose to take pictures of 100 bins....
I then had the idea of slightly splitting my resurch up into using maybe 10 people or places and 10 bins around that persons enviroment... I used postet notes to write and document some points about that persons rubbish. More than anything I actually used it to help me to remember what It looks like so I then could begin to try catogoriseing certain things.
To create the desired effect I had to go around in the holidays to many of my friends houses to document back home in London. The thing that I learnt was that people, especially familys that for example may be fairly conserned about where my project was actually going, were a little questionable to what my intensions were. From more than two houses I had very awkward conversations with adults that live in the house whilst sitting next to their bins with a camera and pen. I shall not be returning back to London for a while!
Heres some of the glamerous resalts:



This one above was definetly the funnyest and most orgional of the 100 pictures. It was defiently a pickal to take as not to be rude, but bloody stunk..........
The work ended up forfilling my wish to document what I wanted but I found one of the main downfalls and problems that surrounded all the photography was that although I had my hands on good camera at the time, I still couldn't get a sucessfull view of the writing on the postet and also include the contents of the top of the bin. Not the kind of sentence you hear every day! As a result some are sucessful in that the postet is very readable and visable whilst the background could simplay be anything. On the other hand some look distorted but show a good image of the surroundings and the bin in general.
This project reminded me of previous work I have done when I created writing on an old tyre, questioning the impact of cars on the environment. The irony was infact that the bin men refused to take away the tyre...... as it was not the right kind of rubbish and it had to be taken elsewere to help the environment. Three weeks later my dad drove to the rubbish tip a mile away to get rid of it.
IF THAT ISN'T IRONY I DONT NO WHAT IS!
