The spaces we inhabit everyday as if on autopilot never fail to inspire me. Not only am I amazed by the various shades of green and brown below, but also by the fact that there are so many different types of products available.
It’s amazing what happens when you find yourself with a camera again. Suddenly every thing comes to life, framed by four corners.
And equally amazing what happens when you’re spoiled for choice. Everyday we go through our lives consuming and meandering through these giant warehouse spaces, most often completely unaware of the presence of the sublime and the ridiculous.
This painfully reminds me of my grocery store in Beira, Mozambique. I shop there only once a year when I am in town for work. The Shoprite is owned by a South African company and stocked when the supplies are available. The cans of fruit and vegetables on the shelves are so peculiar, in no particular order and expensive! The experience is one I cherish, but it does make me more thankful for my nearby American market when I return.
just wanted to let you know i found your blog by accident last week and have been checking it daily for updates. you inspire me to fulfill me revolutionary craftacularness and for that i thank you.
ps-i enjoy your pictures… my grocery store doesn’t have nearly as many shelves of syrup and for that i am a bit releaved.
Haven’t looked at the blog for a while, but have been inspired to look more frequently.
The supermarket… reminds me of my husbands’ last trip to the supermarket for a tin of tomatoes. Could he find plain tinned tomatoes in among the tomatoes with garlic, the tomatoes with herbs, the tomatoes with herbs and garlic, the tomatoes with chilli? After a while he found them, but what is the world coming to? Why, why, why? And the sterile lighting that leaves you wanting to get out as soon as possible. I am just thankful that we only go to the supermarket once a month, getting our organic vegetables delivered directly to the door and going to the local butcher for our meat.