Add discarded or "street" mattresses to the list of things I find strangely beautiful. Not in a "Man, I'd like to curl up and nap on that piss-soaked thing" kind of way. It's more simply a love of the way the assumed softness of a onetime bed juxtaposes so wonderfully against the harsh method of disposal. A mattress isn't an easy thing to move by one's self. Often when they're placed in an alley they shows signs of the struggle it took to get them there - leaning at an odd angle or dragged to an awkward spot that's not out of the way but far enough right now.
Here's a song to listen to while you think about these images and who may have slept here once.
And here's another beautiful mattress on flickr. They're everywhere.
Sleep tight.
2 comments:
i saw a discarded mattress on the side of the road yesterday and it made me think of this blog. i agree with you a mattress is a bizarrely pretty thing to see on the side of the road.
such an amazing thought! love that contrast, and thinking about how easily people can discard things that once served them well and faithfully in an ugly and awkward way... an idea that doesn't just apply to mattresses these days unfortunately.
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