Archive for October, 2010


Sunday, October 24, 2010

More on the catadores of Brazil in the Times today as part of this profile of trash artist Vik Muniz—whose amazing trash portraiture is featured in the film Waste Land (which I am still DYING to see).

The trash art of Vik Muniz

Thanks for the tip, Tony.

Carnival trash

Sunday, October 24, 2010

Our Brazilian friend Joana sent us this link to the blog Global Garbage, which has some amazing photos of post-Carnival beach/ocean trash. UPDATE: here’s that link in English (thanks Fabiano!).

via Global Garbage blog

Joana translates that Carnival in Bahia, Brazil this year involved a crowd of two million on the streets (20% tourists from Brazil and abroad) who generated a billion reais ($600 million) in profits and 30 tons of trash. After the party, Catadores de lixo (Brazilian gleaners) collected cans to sell to local recycling companies, some going so far as diving in the ocean to collect the cans that ended up underwater. The source blog, Global Garbage, says and English version is coming soon. Can’t wait! Obrigado, Joana!

Swimming Cities Ocean of Blood

Saturday, October 16, 2010

Ahoy! Swimming Cities, the trash boat crew street artist Swoon led to the Venice Biennial a while back, has a new waterway in their sights: the Ganges. An overview of the project and appeal for your cash are up over at kickstarter.


Saturday, October 16, 2010

Have you seen this show on Spike TV? It’s about one of the lesser-covered old school Brooklyn professions: scrap metal resale. This is truly trash TV. And in the vein of Jersey Shore, it’s also a study in regional vernacular exploiting the world outside of Brooklyn’s romanticism of the local accent. And since Spike TV is geared toward men, the show is super manly. Enjoy.

Thanks for the tip, Anthony.

In searching for Scrapper clips on YouTube, I also came across this intriguing documentary about the controversial scrapping of government explosives. People wait beside the fields where the military runs test drops of bombs, then run out onto the field to recover the remains of the weapons. According to this documentary, blowing oneself up accidentally is not an uncommon job hazard. Crazy.

Andy Mulligan’s Trash

Friday, October 15, 2010


Book cover by Richard Collingridge


Andy Mulligan’s trash picker coming of age novel came out in the U.S. this week. Above is the whimsical British edition cover. The U.S. cover is a bit different.



Random House cover


Whatever the packaging, it sounds like a good read.

Here’s a description from Random House:

In an unnamed Third World country, in the not-so-distant future, three “dumpsite boys” make a living picking through the mountains of garbage on the outskirts of a large city.

One unlucky-lucky day, Raphael finds something very special and very mysterious. So mysterious that he decides to keep it, even when the city police offer a handsome reward for its return. That decision brings with it terrifying consequences, and soon the dumpsite boys must use all of their cunning and courage to stay ahead of their pursuers. It’s up to Raphael, Gardo, and Rat—boys who have no education, no parents, no homes, and no money—to solve the mystery and right a terrible wrong.

The publisher is hosting some sort of confusing Twitter scavenger hunt that offers the chance to win a free copy. Anyway, the kids book reviewers seem to think it’s worth reading.

Trashtastic Tuesday: Nick Rosen’s Off the Grid

Tuesday, October 12, 2010

Happy Tuesday, trashies. The following is a free  excerpt from British journalist  Nick Rosen‘s book Off the Grid: Inside the Movement for More Space, Less Government, and True Independence in Modern America, published by Penguin USA this past August. The author has kindly shared this waste-related passage just for us.  More on the book and larger “off-grid” movement here.

Or, if you hate reading, you can watch this handy book intro video.

From Chapter 3

I should apologize to the reader for returning to the issue raised so eloquently by Bob Reynolds in his letter to the mayor: toilets.  It’s a big subject when you are off the grid—possibly the biggest.  Everyone who lives off the grid has lost count of the number of times they are asked in a coy, slightly amused way, “So what do you do about, you know, going to the bathroom?” And now the entire drama unfolding on No Name Key has come down to toilets and the acceptability of the forty-two septic tanks and one composting toilet currently dealing with the human waste from the forty-three mainly part-time small family dwellings on the island with its aging population of retirees and second-home owners.

There are just four alternatives that would satisfy the new federal rules designed to prevent the leaching of chemicals and other noxious materials into the soil of No Name Key and then into the water table. Sticking with the status quo is not one of them.

The first is to build a full-scale commercial sewage system to service the forty-three homes. It would require a grid-scale power supply, and once installed it would be able to service a near-infinite increase in the amount of human waste in the small community.

The second option is known as a “thin-pipe” sewage system. It would be operated by electric pumps situated on or under the Bebe Rebozo bridge, but powered from the mainland. The third is the alternative favored by Alicia: a modified version of the septic tank that would meet the new standards. The fourth and final alternative is the composting toilet. This is a well-understood technology that, if correctly managed, produces a harmless material, very similar to rich soil, and can be used to grow organic vegetables. The solar-power faction had tentatively proposed a composter at one point, but had been howled down by the other side.

The one functioning composting toilet on the island is built by Clivus Multrum, a market leader in composting toilets. Although the owner, a postal worker, was out of town when I visited the island, Jim Newton took me to the home because he wanted to show me the huge object, conveniently stored under the raised first floor of the house, which like many on the island rested on stilts in order to reduce potential damage in case of fl oods. This design creates a covered area under the house—a basement at ground level, so to speak. As I walked around to the basement entrance, I passed a huge array of solar panels perched on a wooden pedestal, and a set of four Rolls batteries—the Rolls-Royce of solar batteries. They are known to have a far longer life and to be three times as heavy and four times as expensive as normal deep-cycle batteries. Next to the batteries, a white tank holds the gray water from the house. Gray water is the term for water from sinks, showers, dishwashers, and the like. Once used for washing, it can be used to fl ush a toilet or water a garden.

While most composting toilets are simple, functional, and inexpensive, the Clivus Multrum is the Hummer of composting toilets, a vast and intricate object. The unit in the bathroom is a normal toilet bowl, and a basement of some sort is required because a long, wide pipe travels down from the toilet to an ugly, green-ribbed plastic container. This container stands as tall as a man and takes up fi fteen to twenty square feet of fl oor space, with several doors for different functions. One is used to put in worms; another is used to remove the compost once it has transformed into an earthlike substance. The process can take many months. This is the reason for the large size of the contraption.

“The effluent drops down through this tube”—my escort indicated the green tube entering the composter—“from the potty upstairs.” Jim walked ahead of me toward the silent, brooding object. Once I had raised my video camera, he turned to me gravely and said, “Are you ready? This is not going to be a pretty sight.” He gripped the handle of the smallest door. “Are you ready for this?” he asked again. I nodded. “Now, I’ll lift the lid, but I won’t hold it open for a long time,” he said. The cover came back and hundreds of cockroaches ran for the darkness across a black, tarlike substance that was, presumably, the effl uent. I instinctively looked away, and by the time my eyes returned a second later, Jim had slammed shut the door. How the cockroaches had got there I cannot imagine, as the whole system is sealed. Could it have been via the toilet bowl upstairs?

One other pipe, a narrower one painted white, exited the composter, snaking its way around the basement before disappearing up into the house. I asked what this was for. “It’s an air vent,” Jim told me. “It allows gases to escape, all the way up to the roof. In any system—my own septic tank—gases are produced.”

Jim’s whole body sagged at the thought of the gases being produced. “So instead of letting them out around your home on the ground level, the gases are transported through the pipe to the very uppermost area so they can escape into the atmosphere.”

“What if the wind is blowing the wrong way?” I asked.

“Yup,” he said, looking grim.

By then I had met at least ten of the leading actors in this drama, and although I doubted the sincerity of some of the witnesses, I was still unsure about the detailed rights and wrongs of the matter.

But I knew where to go for an answer…..

For more background, here’s a Salon interview with Rosen and  a HuffPo piece he wrote.


Monday, October 11, 2010

Check out this trailer for a new food waste/dumpster diving doc. Thanks for the tip, Anna!

Trash pickers want carbon credits

Sunday, October 10, 2010

Interesting piece in the Calgary Herald.

While the UN process under the Kyoto Protocol rewards companies for burning waste and extracting gas from landfill, the waste pickers and recycling have been ignored.



Sunday, October 10, 2010

From unconsumption:

During an artist residency in 2007 at waste management company Recology San Francisco, composer Nathaniel Stookey composed Junkestra, a symphony in three movements, for 30 or so “instruments” created from trash — pipes, pans, mixing bowls, bottles, serving trays, dresser drawers, oil drums, bike wheels, saws, garbage cans, and shopping carts, among other items — he found in San Francisco’s dump.


Neither here nor there

Sunday, October 10, 2010

I took this photo on the way to the Subway last week and forgot to post it until now.


Gowanus Canal Sponge Park

Sunday, October 10, 2010

It’s Open House New York day here in NYC, a wonderful event that offers numerous opportunities to tour urban spaces not always open to the public. My brilliant friend Mia reserved several spaces on a tour along the Gowanus Canal and was generous enough to offer me one of those spots. We met up with our friend Anna and joined about a dozen other inquisitive folk to spend a gloriously sunny day strolling through industrial Brooklyn.


Gowanus Canal


For those not familiar with the Gowanus, it runs through an industrial stretch of South Brooklyn and is best known for it’s stinky smell and inability to host happy water life.  After years of sewage overflow, toxic factory run-off and generally standing still, the water in the canal now has only half of the oxygen needed for fish and plants to thrive (we saw some minnows, there are apparently crabs and jellyfish but not much else residing below the green surface). Lots of people have taken interest in this predicament, including the Federal government. The EPA designated the Gowanus a Superfund site.


Gowanus Dredgers Canoe Club


There’s also a great group called the Gowanus Dredgers who lead canoe tours, lobby for dredging the banks so people can boat, and keep a fleet of canoes that you can access anytime if you pay a fee to become a member. I once took one of these free tours, back when I was first getting into trash politics and wanted to paddle into a marine transfer station. It’s a great free way to spend a day, as long as you don’t touch the water.

The walking tour I took today was themed around the proposed Gowanus Canal Sponge Park for which a group of people would like to A) set up sponges to prevent excess storm water from overflowing the sewers, one of the major causes of contamination in the canal and B) develop the street end sections of water front to provide nice places for people to sit and walk, launch boats and in general enjoy the setting—once the canal is cleaned up a bit that is.


Gowanus Canal Sponge Park rendering


In the meantime, the city is retrofitting a pump to churn the still and stagnant water and, while that is going on, using this mysterious cone contraption to aerate the water. The aeration is no quick fix, but will keep the water bubbling a bit to prevent it from getting any worse.


Aeration cone thing


At present, oil floats on the water’s surface and trash falls in and collects along the water’s edge. It’s getting better, but only slowly. It’s not hard to understand why locals call the Gowanus “Lavendar Lake” because of the lovely toxic shade created by the oil.


Trash and oil


The city and nonprofits are doing what they can to attract life back to the area. There are Green Streets planters along some of the access points where streets dead end into the canal. And these bright birdhouses, some of which our tour guide says are occupied by actual birds.



Bird houses


Afterward we went for pie at that joint everyone’s been talking about. Trash + pie = perfect afternoon.


Honeyed pumpkin pie


Kranium cardboard helmet

Saturday, October 9, 2010

This inventive, recyclable, bike helmet won designer Anirudha Rao attention and a prize at the Royal College of Art graduate show this summer in London. The project is called Kranium. I spotted it on the unconsumption Tumblr. Treehugger has more on the environmental theme that permeated this year’s competition.

Mount Trashmore

Friday, October 8, 2010

Check out this audio visit to Miami’s Mt. Trashmore in which radio intern Flora Thomson-DeVeaux and her mom, garbologist Vivian Thomson, visit South Florida’s biggest landfill—a destination that evidently draws more tourists than one might imagine. Thanks for the tip, Erika!

Mount Trashmore

Weekly compactor: long overdue edition

Friday, October 8, 2010


Garbage truck Turkish style


This week in trash news:

American Wasteland

Wednesday, October 6, 2010

Jonathan Bloom of Wasted Food has a book out called American Wasteland. I want to read it.

American Wasteland

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