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I’d write about mousepads
and dirty keyboards
with a sticky backspace key

I’d write about the crappy operating system
that has crashed again
and the little green light on the hard drive
that starts blinking furiously
for no known reason

I’m not doing anything
and suddenly it starts it’s cha cha

saving it’s own messages to itself
never even showing them to me

If I was really really dangerous
If I was a rogue and a natural born killer
I’d run MSCONFIG and just randomly change stuff
I’d change the word “SETPARAMETER”
to “Wounded Elephants”
with the search and replace
and then save without backup

I’d deliberately install the wrong printer driver
and erase the right one

I’d go into the windows directory
and erase everything that started with a “c”

but what you need to get
you don’t need to want
it’s right there
in the middle of the road
in the center of the playground
the heart of the home
the median on the highway

has been there all the time
and it’s just too obvious for words

Another remix from the Ghosts of Foreclosure series.

Remixed from photos taken in a foreclosed home.

When someone’s house is foreclosed, it ceases to be a home. It’s not theirs, it’s the banks. They’re no longer interested in repairs or even cleaning. When they move out, they often don’t have space for everything and leave a bunch of their lesser possessions.

I’ve been photographing the interiors of these homes since 2009, and remixing those photographs. I will be showing these remixes at El Norteno Gallery in Bloomington, IN starting October 7th.

If you’re in Bloomington, come visit the opening.