“If a man intentionally ran over five people, how could that possibly be considered an accident? If, instead of car keys, the man had picked up a gun and shot five people, would the press and police have called that an “accident” too? No. They’d have called it “attempted homicide.” Yet, for some reason when the weapon is a car, when the violence on our streets is done with a motor vehicle, it’s always just an “accident.””
This is quite unusual. Prosthetic limbs seem to be a theme today. First the previous post about the photo by the Sartorialist and now an interesting article in the nytimes about people opting for more drastic amputations because of the more advanced prothetics made newly available. And both of these posts within days of having met Aimee Mullins who has been a really inspiring and mythic figure since I learned about her years ago. Interesting coincidences. Makes me wonder how these guys are doing…
The image above is by photographer Annabel Clark and featured in the NYTimes Lens piece, A Most Intimate Bond, about the conjoined twins, Carmen and Lupita Andrade. The photographs are stunning. The challenges of living presented in these otherwise quotidian incidents raise interesting design questions about alleviating the struggle of having two heads and chests and four arms.
I got turned on to W.F. Norman about 11 years ago when I started combing the American pressed tin market for all the patterns I’d need to patch the building I’d just bought in Brooklyn. I totally fell in love with their print catalogs, and though they didn’t have every tin pattern I needed, they had and still have the most impressive selection and most beautiful presentation of historic decorative sheet metal I’ve seen. But tonight I looked at their website for the first time and discovered that they make and sell gravemarkers. Ok, that’s cool. I mean, we need those right? But what really struck me is that they come 25 in a box. I’m gonna leave it there.