One for the Ditch

People used to make things with their hands when nobody would do it for them.

A few mates with a few bags of cement and some stolen wood from a building site. Make a frame. Fill it with rocks. Put chicken wire over it. Mix some cement up in a wheel barrow and pour it on. Drink beer until it dries. Skate it. Repeat.

It a rough, lumpy and usually pretty ugly. But thats the charm.

Now skateparks are everywhere. Clean, smooth, un-cracked bowls and street courses popping up all over the place.

So people don’t need to get their hands dirty anymore. Not if they don’t want to.

But, some still like making things for themselves.

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It takes a lot of neglect to kill an aloe vera plant. I came pretty close. I neglected them until they turned brown and rubbery. Sitting in the shade next to a 6 pack of bottles stuffed with cigarette buts. Ants crawling all over them.

The ants had been getting busy for a few weeks. Thick air. Storms were coming.

Summer.

I dragged those pots from the patio onto the lawn and took my seat on the patio. Brown Aloe Vera wont help my sunburn much. No sir.

The heavens opened for a week straight.

Purple flashes against black skies. The crackle of the McDonald drive-through and a light rain hitting my feet.

Day after day.

Bottle Collection

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Who is the entity that knocks up timber structures all over Europe? The ones with the plain pine and fluorescent orange pieces. Who is it? I’ve seen their stuff lurking in Florence, Dresden and Nice.

There is a massive dig-site in the middle of Dresden. There is a pretty neat skate perk near that. Near that there was a photography exhibit showcasing post modern avant-garde fancy pants photography that you would be forgiven for overlooking entirely if it weren’t hanging on the walls of a massive gallery.  I read the plaques next to these works, purse my lips and concentrate on what I just tread as I try to interpret the artists method of using manipulated development techniques to create an abstraction of symmetry in the architecture of abandoned warehouses as a means of making a statement about mans views on beauty.

One man followed a carnival around rural Europe. taking photos of the fairgrounds the day after the circus had left town. There were over 40 shots in that collection.

 

I’m going to spam a few posts now because I’m two months past being out of Europe and being back in Australia. Its time to get current again.