Photo of a bus journey through Rossendale. The Photocopier takes lots of bad, “instant” photos on his phone – usually without any subject in mind – in the expectation that one day he will get round to photocopying them and “doing something with them.” Normally that Doesn’t happen. Still the idea of reproducing the act of documenting nothing in particular appeals to the Photocopier. What is worthless, the thought, the process, or the end result?
Photo of a bus journey through Rossendale. The Photocopier takes lots of bad, “instant” photos on his phone – usually without any subject in mind – in the expectation that one day he will get round to photocopying them and “doing something with them.” Normally that Doesn’t happen. Still the idea of reproducing the act of documenting nothing in particular appeals to the Photocopier. What is worthless, the thought, the process, or the end result?