TGIF: The Cone Species

This is the first article in a new category of blog posts I’m starting. Ideally it’d be weekly… on Friday of course, but let’s take it slow, first.

This inaugural TGIF post kind of starts it’s story about twenty years ago, before blogs, social networking services, and food fetish photography Instagram was invented. I was living in Australia, and realised that the country seemed to have four main populations inhabiting the continent: humans, sheep, kangaroos, and shopping trolleys. That’s right, shopping trolleys were living in the wild in Australia. I considered making a photo story about the life and death of trolleys. They escape from supermarket carparks, and at first seem to run free through the community, until they find other escapees living by the rivers. It seems like the vikings, when a trolley dies, they put it out to… the river. But trolleys don’t float or burn. So they just sit there with three and a half broken wheels pointing skyward, peering out of the water, as a constant reminder to the still living wilding’s.

Fast forward to today, I now have the time to do photo stories, and after seeing Dave Powell’s Land of the Rising Cone, reminded me of my wish to do such a photo story. Traffic cones, aka witches hats, are literally everywhere. I estimate that when at street level, almost everyone in Japan is not further than 5 meters way from a cone at any point in time. They are stalking us, following us, admiring us, intellects vast and cool and unsympathetic, regarded this earth with envious eyes, and slowly and surely drew their plans against us… HG Wells, aside; cones are everywhere!

The Cone Species: hung over

The Cone Species: hung over

I didn’t know what to do with all my cone pictures. One the first day of shooting I got over fifty photos of them easily! So I made a Flickr portfolio and put them in The Cone Species set. All these photos are available for sale, but please contact me and I’ll help you out. Otherwise if you just like to look, please flattr me, it helps a lot.

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