Sometimes, the best way to remember those who've passed on to the great unknown is to look at photographs. Or write a poem. Or leave flowers at their headstone. Or shoot them out of a gun.
I wonder how this happened. Did a bunch of Chinese businessmen desecrate this Canon 5D Mark II for kicks or were they jonesing for some cigs and had nothing but this used camera lying around?
I thought I fancied the idea of turning myself into a diamond once I die, but actually, having my cremated ashes turned into a vinyl record of my favorite album is much more my style.
This is Anne Lindeboom. She was born in 1920 and died in 1984. Now, she is a toaster. Or better said, her ashes are.