Next door to the rubbish tip is a place where you can purchase salvaged junk. It’s a great place for photos, but I found it quite depressing. Lounge suites, computers, bookshelves, beds, kitchen appliances – everything is there. And almost all of it must have at one time been somebody’s pride and joy. Would anybody ever have thought that their favoured armchair or carefully chosen lampshade would end up rotting at the tip? What about the golf clubs, bicycles, skis and children’s toys? Was anybody sorry to see them go? They’re left out in the elements to disintegrate now. Maybe that’s as it should be.
Then there were the people picking through everything. Me, I was just there to take pictures. But others were there – shopping. There was the fat lady trying out exercise bikes. The pregnant woman examining plastic baby baths. The old man sifting through whipper snippers, looking for a particular part. Maybe there is life in all that rubbish yet….
More pictures are over on Flickr.