Samstag, 23. März 2013

Waste Workers





23.2.
Marcus calls in the morning. He is heading to a festival in Mui Ne and will
come back one or two days later, I feel pain in the pleasure centre of my head,
but it gets better when he tells me that he'll bring two french recruits after the
electronic joydom.





        
















Our garbage removal friends who work next to us wondered
many times why the bodies we sew from the clothes we found,
have no heads and if this is okay.

They give many nice waste presents to us and they have a good
feeling for what we need, a plastic heart, a plastic turtle, a christmas ball,
plastic flowers, a toy car, a cotton blanket, many trousers and jackets
and also a  few breads, made of bread.








22.3.
trying another version of the Fremdteilchen to save ants from getting
caught in a plastic body and to waste less of tape and wrapping foil.

























The monsters we put here 10 days ago look pretty brutalised already.
There was a drunken man using the big eyes of the snail thing as punshing 
balls while we took care of its wounds. Elli gave him a severe glance.


Hei Ku took a huge hammer from behind the corner to ram
a wooden bar into the ground and put our big eyed snaily up again, who must 
have been ridden by somebody in the meantime. He is a very genuine nice 
man but I think his vietnamese style construction is not completely trustworthy.









21.3.
Marcus will spend a long weekend in Saigon for reasonable fun matters.

As Diem takes a break from wasting around to have some family days and left yesterday,
it's up to Elli and me now to keep it going.



Tiger Island
We look for a nice muddy place I'd like to use for a before and after picture,
to pretend that we always tidy up any collecting spot propperly. Annie from the
United States of America shows us a peaceful Island just 15 minutes from the
ferry harbor, so finally we use one of the ferrys in the way they should actually be used .








Annie's shoe is dirty








20.3.
back to urbanity

I catched a cold from sleeping in the hammock and sweating, there must be some irony in this.

The boat goes to Long Xuyen in the evening because we have an 
important meeting with a german do-gooder to work out if and when it's 
possible to do something bigger together and to celebrate the first official 
international Happiness Day. 

He was enthusiastic and welcoming, there is a good chance for a chance. 







still on 19th..































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