©David Sorcher 2012
The light (and the warmth) in the house was mostly to be found in the upstairs bedroom where it is probably fair to say the most interesting artifacts of David's life were gathered. I was thankful for the afternoon sun staying off the chill and providing some interesting reflective light into the interiors. It was unclear what had happened to the mattress, but the old metal headboard remained.
©David Sorcher 2012
I think it fair to say that as different as David and i were, we did share many interests in common. Anyone who has followed my Future Fossils work knows of my interest in skeletal structure and, as Sally Mann once put it in both words and pictures, "What Remains". Though i saw little of real bones in the house there were many representations scattered about, including this haloed ceiling saint watching over the room like a guardian spirit.
©David Sorcher 2012
They say that much can be gleaned of a man by the shoes on his feet and i suppose the same is true to some extent of the hats one wears.
©David Sorcher 2012
The late afternoon sun bounced playfully around the room and off the brightly painted walls. A black riding crop hung dormant against the woodwork, telling no tales out of school.
©David Sorcher 2012
And i suppose i've come full circle with my story, back to Eggleston and his damn light bulbs, to the subtle things (and people) that influence us even when we don't actually realize they are doing it. I spent this day in the presence of the last belongings of a man that i really barely knew and wonder now if it is really possible to get to know someone better or find any true understanding though the things that we leave behind. In the end, i think not, but still could not let the an opportunity pass without at least trying to make a record for "days of future past".
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