Abandoned • Cee’s Black & White Photo Challenge is my entry for this week’s episode of this challenge. A.k.a. Bicycles, Tricycles, Motorcycles, Unicycles. But I’d like to put this into a somewhat different context. That the recession is well past us is something we all know. Consumption is on the rise…still. Especially the consumption of durable consumption goods (see the table at the end of this post for instance). Here’s the thing though: I’ve often wondered whether this is a good sign. Since most ‘markets’, especially those for durable consumer goods, are saturated.
What can this mean?
Which means basically that for every purchase of something new, something old gets discarded. And it shows. Bicycles, motorcycles, HiFi’s, even cars are abandoned unceremoniously in the streets. Around the problem of illegally dumped bicycles in the Netherlands I’ve already written a short post. To show that abandoned old and tired consumer durables is however a real and global problem see for instance the below photos.
I’ve got tons more of these pictures taken in the streets of Amsterdam, The Hague, Cairo. I’ll be posting these off and on.
What do I hope to accomplish with this post?
So…what do I hope to accomplish with this post to a select, presumably higher than averagely educated audience such as you? Well for starters, T H I N K if you really need that new piece of stuff before you acquire it. And I’m sure that you do, because don’t we all love new toys? So when you do buy that new shiny toy you/we so desperately need, T H I N K what you will do with your old one. Make sure it’s being recycled? Give it a new life by giving it away to a second hand shop? Whatever, as long as you do not abandon it without giving it any thought. We’re drowning in enough shit as it is…
My first entry in this Monday Window trail is not a happy memory, but it is one etched in my mind.
This photo I took of the funeral procession of one of my oldest friends – Menno Boerema.
Menno was one of Europe’s leading film editors. He died at the age of 61 this summer.
Our friendship dates back 45 years; to my first day in boarding school. Menno had been there from the age of 11 or 12. I will never forget all the happy moments we shared. In the end, this is how I want to remember him by. But nor will I forget the moments where we would find solace in each other’s frustration, anger and resentment of the situation we found ourselves in. Our last day in that place we hated was coincidentally the same. It was the day after the high school party that was the official end of the school year. Menno had graduated and went on to the Film Academy in Amsterdam. I had one more year of high school ahead of me, but was expelled from this particular boarding school. I remember his famous ‘last’ words that day: ‘The things we do for love…’
It feels strange – in a good way – to share these memories. Maybe this #MondayWindow post is the start of a bigger one.
While this post started off a little sinister, it started a chain reaction of much happier memories of this Rider on the Storm.
Unfortunately, my hands are becoming pretty useless these days… Just typing these two sentences and correcting the mistakes takes me well over a minute or so. My feet on the other hand are quite a different story after my DBS (deep brain stimulation). They don’t seem exactly tireless, but at least take me to new stories… And that without the use of a cane!
Up until March last year getting around was a pain. Totally dependent on my cane.
If you’re tired of this soap, no sweat. Take a look Raquel Welch, Brigitte Bardot and other 60s and 70s celebrities and their cars in this post.