What’s in the bag? As I saw the duffel bag in a dumpster, I thought, this is how bad horror movies start. Curiosity killed the Cat, they say and as I pulled gently on the zipper, I could hear the voice in my head playing out a thousand Halloween Movies. That’s hair isn’t it? The …
It was February and the rains had given way to a slightly warmer day. My son and I played soccer in the children’s dome at the center of Tower Grove Park. The usual crowds of summer were non-existence as the farmers market season was months away. The Pavilion construction crews had gone home as …
There used to be an article here, I wrote it in 2017 after I found the Mabel Fitzwater collection in a dumpster. It was a poetic article attempting a strange feat, to eulogize someone I didn’t know. Mabel seemed like a remarkable person, or “colorful” as a family member told me. I wrote an article …
the tale of Ernst Janssen and his odd connection to Dumpster Archeology One photograph of a man in a boat. Could be any old man, at any point in history. He smiles with a sense of happiness that is lost in history. His name is Ernst Jannsen and he is the Forgotten Architect. At this …
Dumpster Archeology Digital magazine — From the “Forgotten Architect of South St Louis” to ‘Mabel the queen of Dogtown”, this journal of Dumpster Diving stories delves deep into the neighborhoods and alleyways of our city. The edges of historical creation are discovered within these explorations. The Death Purges scattered across the landscape are rediscovered in …
Nevertheless, she persisted. Whispers behind the curtain As the performance winds it way Skillful facade of lean too frames Thus the audience is transported And the Stage Director never appears. I can feel her growth in the pages that were left behind. A theatrical resume of her time behind scenes and the stage. Pages of …