Sunday, August 12, 2007

Is the Refrigerator a Door to the Human Psyche?

I know it is fun to get an otherwise unobtainable picture of a person from a glimpse at the interior of that person's medicine cabinet, but what of the refrigerator, purring away all day, making ice cubes without complaint?

Are we overlooking the literary equivalent of a new planet?

Would we have been as likely, say, to read a particular author's book if we'd had an early peek?

Here is mine, in all its naked vulnerability. The idea for this was planted some while back when photographer Shawn Gust
posted a shot of the inside of his refrigerator, showing its content: a single bottle of beer. I had already come to admire his images to the point of wishing I could cyber-port a case of something reflecting his taste. It jumps away from the subject to observe that he does moving portraits of people at work. Such artistry deserves beer. It also inspires. I, who could never hope to achieve the poignant quality on the faces of Shawn's subjects, may on the other hand have a feel for the odd jar of olives and the carton of cottage cheese.


Kelli Anne said...

swap the dog food with cat food, replace the plastic wrap with aluminum foil and your fridge looks just like mine, right down to the Classico spaghetti sauce peeking between the organic olives and ketchup. "purring away all day, making ice cubes without complaint" <-- man, i want to steal that for a poem.

Shawn Gust said...

I apologize for the tardiness of this comment. I've been a bit of a blog slacker lately with summer light an all that. I just wanted to say thank you for the for the kind words about my work and also to share the following with you.

Shawn Gust said...

Try this