On an ammunition delivery run to Kai's place in Rågsved last Saturday, I found a grimy strip of photo negatives beside a lamp post at Stövargatan's southernmost point. Rain had obliterated two of the pictures, but two remained. So, as an installation in my irregular series of modern objets trouvés (lighter, PC, polaroid pic, gynaecologist's chair, soon an adjustable wrench) I present pictures of a nameless kid hiking in the mountains.
(To get the pics into my computer without specialist equipment, I taped them onto a sheet of white paper, taped the sheet to a window facing the sun, shot each frame with my digital camera, and reversed the colours in Photoshop).
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