Dirty Little Secret
A while back I stumbled across this video by All American Rejects. The postcards depicted were part of a larger art installation which has since bloomed into Post Secrets. Post cards sent anonymously with a secret scribed upon it. Some funny. Some disturbing. But mostly universal. Heart wrenching. A few words bearing fears of loneliness, regret, loss, rejection. We really aren't alone in all of this.
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3 Comments:
Wow. I've seen these postcards assembled as a book. I remember looking at it in Borders in Chicago with Cathy. Reading it was really difficult because people wrote their secret on the card and turned it into a piece of art. Two of the ones I remember most vividly were from someone who accidentally posioned their own dog and had to live with that - and another one says Everyone thinks I died on September 11th, but really I didn't go to work that day and I started over somewhere else.
I've always liked this song. Glad I can just come to your blog now and watch the video. However I kept pausing it this time to read the cards.
I love PostSecret! Did you know they had a display at Point last year?
All American Rejects or All-American Rejects?
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