série Detritus series, 1999-2004.
Photo : permission | courtesy Projex-Mtl Galerie, Montréal
You are poor, lonely souls; failures; your role is played out. Go where you belong—into the dustbin of history. - Léon Trotsky
Paradoxically, while waste would seem to be that which disappears, it is in fact that which remains, that which can be neither consumed nor assimilated. It is surplus, runoff, excess. As such, it also touches on luxury, of which it might be considered the counterpart or flip side of the coin. A paradox then, as it exists primarily under the aegis of insufficiency and loss—its indigenous trait. Essentially, it is that which comes undone. These preliminary observations afford us a glimpse of the strange dialectical object that underlies the term and its wealth of possibilities.
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