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…will be at the Seattle Green Festival this weekend making art out of trash.
P.S. Tumblr seems to have crossed some sort of tipping point lately from a platform for the naval-gazing of friends of the founder to a dynamic format to share bits of info that nimbly dart about the internets, nourishing our curiosity.
DVR alert for anyone who gets the National Geographic Channel! A new show called “Garbage Moguls” will launch next month (timed with Earth Day). The premise: follow around Tom Szaky, the 27-year-old CEO of TerraCycle who started his empire selling worm poop as organic plant food from his Princeton dorm room before dropping out to move on to larger ventures—like partnering with major companies to upcycle their trash into products he sells (and sometimes even getting paid by the companies to take their trash in the first place).
Check out this sneak peek of the show.
I’ve been endeared to the TerraCycle story since reading on the ill-fated BlueEgg.com that he got the worm poop idea from observing stoner friends in college. And a while back I posted a link to a video showing the life of an upcycled CapriSun pouch. Today, I started reading an advance copy of Revolution in a Bottle, Szaky’s autobiographical tale of TerraCycle and his vision of green capitalism. Since green and profit aren’t concepts that often go together, I’m hoping it will be an engaging and controversial read. Stay tuned for a critique and perhaps even a Q&A with the author.
I’ve been digging AlterNet lately, lots of great articles on all kinds of issues. Here’s one fellow trashies might appreciate as well.
While consumer culture drowns us in debt, you can count every cent you save while liberating would-be trash.
Mark your calendars for April 18th-May 1st, NYC-based trashies. The 13 Days of Waste are sure to be a specacle worth attending. Details and an explanation of this amazing image at the ever-stimulating Visible Trash.
This one was taken by my mother, who after years of traveling with me has also been conditioned to document trash related sights. Thanks, mom!
My folks housing cooperative have a long standing internal battle against people in the cooperative not taking responsability for the recycling routines. In short, many choose to throw more or less everything in the room reserved for bulky trash (such as furniture), resulting in high costs for the cooperative when trash workers sort out the refrigerators and bottles from the couches and bags of old clothes.
This unruly behaviour has now come to an end. The board of the cooperative have put in place a harsh and virtually impenetrable line of defense: The Bulky Trash Watchman. Before this new regime, everyone had their own keys to the room, and could sneek down with their illegal trash at 4am in the morning without being noticed. No more. Now there’s one key, possessed by a man dubbed the Bulky Trash Watchman of the block.
Instead of being a 24-hour room, the bulky trash room os now open Sundays 7pm-8pm. The Watchman stands, with a grim look upon his face, inside the room and carefully eyes your bulky trash before nodding and directing you to place it next to whatever is in there already. The eagle eyes of the Watchman sees all attempts of cheating, and will happily share the regulations on what stuff goes in the room, and where one should recycle trash deemed unworthy.
Needless to say, the costs for recycling for the housing cooperative have dropped dramatically in a very short space of time. Good proof that regulation and big brother might need to step in when we oh-so-earthfriendly citizens talk the talk, but fail to walk the walk.
This week around the garblogosphere:
Please excuse any typos or weirdness, I am posting this from a slow Internet connection in Quito, where the altitude has me a bit woozy.
Municipal recycling stations in Sweden note a decrease in the stuff that one really doesn’t need to purchase, but swipe your credit card for anyway, like electronics. Less cash and more insecurity makes us cling on to that four year old thingie, even though our neighbour bought a cooler version. The extravagance we see in time of prosperity goes beyond the usual flat screen and Wii though, as trash worker Börde Edlund gives example of:
Before, people came here with entire kitchen furnishings because they had the wrong colour.
Idiotic beyond belief, the way we live. Sometimes it just hits me. Aaaargh!