T.L. Morrisey

Wednesday, June 20, 2012

Lost, found, missing



News Flash! Montreal is the North American capital for deserting animals when people move. It's more than 75,000 animals left behind, dropped off on the roadside, left at the SPCA, or otherwise disposed of as Quebecers move, en masse, every year on July 1st. Maybe people think someone else will move in and adopt their cat, dog, hampster, guppies, or other animals... Individual social responsibility (as opposed to imposed collective action) was never a high point in la belle province. Bob Barker, where are you when we need you?

Re. these photos: I love finding repeated actions on city streets; for instance, lost, found, and missing pet posters. Always home made, they are often plaintive cries for the return of their missing pet. Photos of disappeared cats or dogs, or parrots, taken when the animal wasn't lost, a time of happiness, become mug shots of possibly miserable animals. All of our childhood fears of being deserted by our parents return to us as we look at these posters; context is everything for transformation; the animal now becomes an archdetype for our fears of abandonment.

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