The Democracy of Objects Project

On one of my many ritual walks around the St. Henri hood (Sud-Ouest, Montreal), I’d come across an array of objects scattered along the streets, alleyways or in someone’s backyard. Some of these objects were still intact and recognizable, while others were in the process of partial decay – still hinting as to their past purpose.

And there were still others which had been busted up so bad – removed from their original material body, that their physical presence had become a sort of abstracted entity onto themselves. However, what all these objects seemed to have common, was that they had been either rejected, lost, or left behind – their purpose served?

㋶ further details: The Democracy of Objects Project