Plastic Trash Man
When we first met Plastic Trash Man he was wrestling a wild conch atop a post on the edge of the shore in northern Ambergris Caye.
I spotted him as I was walking down the coast toward home and, well, why not, I took a photo. Hey, it was found art on a well traveled path. Or maybe it was just good theater, frozen in time, waiting for a script.
The picture made it into an early April blog post, sharing space with a lizard sitting on top of an abandoned motorcycle helmet.
It was kind of a weird walk. Read the rest of this entry »