I rode the L train into Canarsie and then the F train to Coney Island and back in an effort to document how two empty bottles naturally roll around a subway car.
If you ride the subway in New York City, you will often see empty bottles moving freely about. No one ever picks them up. No one notices when the bottles bump into their feet. No one minds the sound of glass banging into metal poles. In terms of visual phenomena, I think the way empty bottles interact with commuters offers a great insight into how New Yorkers' deal with irritation/distraction. Also, I think the bottles look like sad little beings, banging into ankles, essentially tugging at their pants leg for attention, and being persistently ignored and abandoned.
I shot this footage and didn't know the right way to phrase it until I heard a song that I thought best complemented the bottles' lonely experience.
Previously on Boing Boing:
• The Red Balloon
• Video of untethered ladybug balloon
