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Milos Tomic

Collecting trash

January 2006.

I write to you from Spain, which my good friends already know,
but i have to confess even to not so good ones,

I became a trash collector from Madrid.

A volonteer, nobody pays me, I do it out of purelove.

So I walk down the streets, looking carefully
overwhelmed with details, miniatures,
I have a notebook and a card with which I easily collect them,
I have albums at my home to sort them,
I wash some things a little bit,
later, I animate and I am happy,
Marija, my girlfriend, just watches me,
I don't know what she is thinking of and how long she's going to stand it.

I don't know if this has something to do with my computer
that they stole from me the first day I came here
so I began giving more attention to everything around me,
and saw that I still have many beautiful, unnoticed things
or maybe it was always close to me but I was ashamed to do this in Belgrade and Prague
well I am ashamed here as well, when some girl passes by and sees me how i duck,
but I pretend looking for something else
but I am a bad actor, I cannot hide my excitement and joy
when I see some unbelievable smashed, twisted piece of paper
or beautiful stamped bubble-gum
not to speak of kid balloons,
then I forget the world around me, I kneel on ground in a park,
I also bought a second-hand working trousers, really,
and I search slowly,
it is not so easy for me here in Madrid
but those are rare moments of ease and commitment, playing, profound research,
the man is sad if he doesn't have some passionate obsession like this...
in short,
in this year I wish you to find
some obsession like this for yourselves
or to find courage to freely express
your existing obsession.

little thing, but precious, yes.