Roadkill
Doug Murray (borderfilms)
They’re everywhere, in every country, on the side of all roads that lead to all places, pointed in every direction. Skeletons of our interrupted travels, tokens of our industrial ingenuity and our human frailty – we have made things so large that we cannot move then when they can’t move themselves.
There’s a Tragically Hip song that contains the lyrics, “looking for a place to happen, making stops along the way” and it was the first thing I thought when I saw this photograph. Did the owner stand there, next to a smoking engine, wondering how this betrayal happened? Did he try and fix it, kick the tires, sweet talk it, threaten its future? Or was this the final straw? Did he throw his hands in the air and walk away without a word? Or was he thinking, as the song goes on to say, “it’s a shame to leave this masterpiece”?
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