The awful beauty of debris

February 25th, 2005 § One comment

Our consumerism holds an anesthetizing kind of mob mentality; collectively we are committing a vast and unsustainable act of taking, but we each are anonymous and no one is in charge or accountable for the consequences… So perhaps my photographs can serve as portals to a kind of cultural self-reflection. It may not be the most comfortable terrain, but I have heard it said that in risking self-awareness, at least we know we are awake.

—Chris Jordan

Photos, and more photos.

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  • dumptruck says:

    Whenever I see the title of this entry (and I see it a lot, since you haven’t updated in awhile), I want to turn it around and make it say “the awful debris of beauty.” I’m not sure what exactly that would be–photos of landfills filled with aerosol cans of hairspray and old makeup jars, perhaps? Or maybe photos of women with bruises and horrible broken legs, injured because they insist on walking around on brick sidewalks in boots with stiletto heels on wet, icy days.

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