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Mouse Traps, Cheese, Mouse…

Do you ever wonder who is shopping next to you?

No, this isn’t going to be a blog about animal cruelty or animal advocacy. Not this week, although I am partial to my sweet Catskills mice, and they do even hitch a ride with me in the trailer sometimes. So, this shopper Derrick’s list upset me and made me think of serial killers and scary teenage boys. Artist Hillary Carlip really did find this discarded shopping list; and, upon finding it, she knew the lists needed to come out of storage.


Artist Hillary Carlip

It’s this insightful and hilarious improvisation with the imagination that my friend Hillary played with to create her latest offering, A la Cart: The Secret Lives of Grocery Shoppers. Hillary, as a kid growing up in Los Angeles, began finding shopping lists, and that odd feat continued until her files were bursting with these lists. So she created this new book which features 26 found grocery lists, her imagined shoppers depicted in photograph portraits and bios accompanying them.

Shopping lists just seem to blow in her direction and she’s become the sleuth of the shopper’s psyche. The individuals she portrays are young and old, male and female, lesbian, gay, straight, different ethnicities and class. I especially liked seeing the photographs of her passing as five very different men: Woody, Derrick, Lloyd, Troy and Orlando.


I laughed at the self-proclaimed Shane-like lesbian shopper Jet who, “cutting loose at the Wet ‘n’ Wild Pool Party during the ever-popular lesbian pilgrimage to Palm Springs, Dinah Shore Weekend, met her girlfriend Annie when they found themselves doing Jell-O shots off of each other’s breasts. Little did they know that, four years later, they’d be raising a child together.”

I drove the Beeline down to NYC for a Trailer Talk conversation with Hillary last Friday. I pulled up outside her book signing for A la Cart on Warren Street in Tribeca. Hillary is the queen of the imagined and the quirky. This is a woman who eats fire and was seen on The Ellen Degeneres Show teaching Ellen how to eat fire, too, and won, yes won, The Gong Show as a child. Hillary’s memoir, Queen of the Oddballs: And Other True Stories from a Life Unaccording to Plan, in addition to other honors was a Lambda Literary Award finalist in two categories (humor and memoir).


I’ve never found a grocery list and, since reading Hillary’s book last week, I’ve been stalking shopping carts and looking under cars in the Shop Rite parking lot, but I haven’t found one yet. We’re all destined for something and Hillary seems to have cornered the market on the discarded and the found. What’s so wonderfully moving about her book is that the people she imagines are the outsiders and the often voiceless. These are the ordinary folks who have stories to tell, and in it’s in her profiles of them that the commonality between us is revealed. Even the character she creates for Goth-boy Derrick is sympathetic and a possible scenario for his struggles is revealed.

What are the lives of the people we brush up against daily doing our errands and moving through life? It’s at seemingly mundane places that I often feel we’re the most connected to each other and the possibilities for compassion revealed. Even disturbed Goth-boy Derrick becomes a reminder of the shared internal struggles that we all have.
In celebration of our differences, let’s head to the grocery store, our shopping lists in hand, and open to the secrets than may be revealed in the aisles!

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my own lists

I look at my own shopping basket's contents and wonder if what it says about me is actually accurate. And I've started collecting receipts. I wonder how people's shopping lists compare with what they actually buy!

I also love found magazine!

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Don't shop while hungry

I know I expand on my shopping lists, especially if I go shopping hungry. It's amazing how quickly the basket fills up. I'm going to start looking for receipts, perhaps I'll find those! Found magazine is great!

Ok. Still no shopping lists,

Ok. Still no shopping lists, but I did find someone at works to-do list. Does that count?

Gas (aint' touching it)
get baby food (And one has to write this down?)
call mother-in-law (would definately have to write down)
cable man (hmmm?!)
lawn man (double hmmm?!)
Easter basket for Anna (lucky Anna- Happy Easter, Anna!)
new purse (Need one myself)
Kohl's (Speaking of, I need a new pair of jeans too.)
make beds, dishes (Mother-in-law must be visiting.)
go by daycare (Again. And one has to write this down?)
birthday card (Need my address?)
Grey's Anatomy (Tivo anyone?)

Maybe not as much fun as a shopping list, but I'll keep looking. ;)

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It counts!

That's a very detailed list, especially the baby food and day care. I admit that I've got some days where I need to write everything down too!

Write it all down. Me too! :)

Most days as a matter of fact. I just had to give my coworker a hard time. I did call and ask her if she remembered to pick up the kid at daycare - since I did have her list. She laughed and scolded me for not giving her back her list after I found it. LOL! She did remember the baby, but forgot the birthday card - and it was for her mother-in-law. Uh, oh! I didn't have the guts to ask about the lawn man and cable man, but just give me some time. I'll get the details. ;)

Okay, I went shopping

in a Sears, Lowe's, and WalMart today. Maybe I'm not going in the right departments, but I didn't get hit on, stared at, observe any unusual check-out personnel, or see anyone I wanted to fantasize about. I looked for discarded shopping lists - didn't find any of those either. Just a gosh darn boring shopping day - but hey, I did buy some eggs, AND I thought about this blog! I'll keep looking!

Nothing but love

Tex

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There you are Tex!

No found lists for me either but like you I'll keep looking.
Any Bluebonnets or Paintbrushes yet?
S

Not yet, but...

......really close! When I was driving from TX to AR (visiting the Mom) the redbuds and dogwoods were already blooming in East Texas. That means the bluebonnets and paintbrushes are not far behind. It's time to put the top down on the Wrangler and get the Gazeteer ready for the hill country wildflower excursions!

Nothing but love

Tex

Thanks Sabrina

Hi Sabrina
Just wanted to say I have enjoyed reading your blog !

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Thanks!

Thanks!

it reminds me the Sophie

it reminds me the Sophie Calle's work called "Le Carnet d'adresses (1983)" but surely Hilary Carlip's (i love her name)project is more gentle than the some time intrusive and a little bit voyeur from Calle's one.
Thank you for sharing those interesting subjects and discovering artist.
Personally i have trouble with list, i scarcely made some and once i've done i lost them. I think it's because of a kind of fate.
When i was a kid and i didn't know how to write and so could'nt read, i always ask my parents wich day we were to be abble to answer the teacher daily question about the name of the day. I had seven grounds step to go down and then a little walk in the street to reach school,i was repeating repeating the day but each time i forgot it just when i was asked. There have been a twist : I think written lists now disappear like the day of the week i was told, but in fact my memory reminds me almost all the time what i shloud buy in grocery shop, and maybe i have pleasure in doing list with no use because desappering before beeing usefull in the shop but it's also a delcious thing to improvise....so if you found my lists in the street, there would be real lists of total fiction a kind of pure virtuality of what i did'nt do ;-)

At least I smell good if not spell well.

I wonder about strangers all the time. Like the older lady that helped me when I was buying some perfume that was way too expensive. She was a very nice woman and I found myself wondering if she was working there after retiring. Was it to keep herself busy or to augment her pension, or did she just like the contact with the customers? She commented on my name and we talked a little bit about that. I wondered if she thought about why I was buying that perfume or what my life was like. If she sensed that I was having a hard time and decided to be kind to me. I am not sure, but that little interaction did make me feel better and now I do smell rather nice.

I also wonder what the casher at the grocery store thinks about when they check me out.
If anyone looked at my grocery list then they would know how bad my spelling really is. I would be embarrassed.

I also wonder

I also wonder about strangers I encounter during my day. Especially [for some reason] when I see elderly people walking along busy intersections. I constantly make up "back stories" for the strangers I encounter...sometimes they're funny, sometimes they're sad, but it always helps me pass the time!

"Your only obligation in any lifetime is to be true to yourself."

- Richard Bach

Get Your Kicks on Aisle 66

I've never found a grocery list, but for some reason I always get hit on by old guys in grocery stores. I don't know why. It's like as soon as I walk in, someone announces, "girl, no kid, aisle 6...GET HER!" I mean, how appealing is some old geezer following you around with his belly hanging over his cart full of frozen TV dinners, Preparation H, Miller Lite, PoliGrip, and Old Spice?

BTW, no offense to Miller Lite drinkers, Prep H users, frozen TV dinner eaters, Old Spice wearers, Denture Cream users, people with large bellies, or people who pick up on others in grocery stores. Oh yeah, and old geezers too if there are any out there still up this late reading.

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I'm laughing so hard I just

I'm laughing so hard I just spilled my coffee!

A la Cart

sounds très interesting! that reminds me of FOUND Magazine -
http://www.foundmagazine.com/about

I love sitting back and

I love sitting back and watching others. Wondering and imagining what they're thinking, saying, why they are where they are now, how they got there-here, where they're going and why. And how do they ‘really’ feel about it all. I hope they're happy.

I like to put headphones on and watch without being able to hear anything or anyone around me. It seems to provide an entirely different perspective on the observation.

I don’t know that I’ve ever found someone else’s shopping list, but I’ll for sure be looking for them now. Insight combined with imagination and comedy. I love the idea! I will definitely be checking out the works of Ms. Hillary Carlip.

Thanks Sabrina!

I'm sorry. I just noticed I mispelled the guest's name so I've corrected. (Yikes! I hope she didn't see that!) I also see below where you said the trailer was warm so I figure you won't be needing that heater I mentioned here. :)

fantasy girlfriends

I have had whole relationships with women I spot across the gym -- complete with shy meeting, first kiss, meant to be together euphoria, first fight, contentment, boredom, break-up in the space of my hour on the treadmill. Sure saves on moving vans.

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Hmn, I'm imagining--

nice...chicken you've got there!

just for eggs

just for eggs

i used to do this on the train or bus

when i lived overseas. i had a friend rolling out of her chair in laughter one night as a poor dude was being henpecked by his wife and mother in law. i was describing what I thought home life was for him. too funny.

but i was really wondering why you all are so cold in that pic? do you have heat in the camper or? and the coors tall boy in a can? lol... you are half way there woah-oh oh, livin on a prayer! ? the tulips are really pretty though :).

I grocery shopped tonight. I was thinking "does that gay dude think my hair looks good or bad, shit i need a haircut!" and "oh, they are buying the totinos pizza's like I did this week.. must be the economy hitting all of us!"

if we only knew what the person next to us was really living, i think we would all be a lot more compassionate.

Penn Station...

Yours reminded me of the good old days, six or so years ago when I would take the Amtrak from NY to DC to see a ... well let's just say it was that good!
I would make up stories about my fellow travelers and whether they were coming from or going to the reason for the trips. I was probably wrong ALL of the time but it was humbling. Took me away from my self aborption. I still have the journal - I named it "Amtrak Chronicles".
So,while the reason for my trips is long gone, the stories remain. A testament to the enduring power of words.

Thanks! Brought back some bittersweet memories.

"Love has no other desire but to fulfil itself"
The Prophet - Kahlil Gibran

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Coors and Oreos are from the

Coors and Oreos are from the shopping list of Woody, one of Hillary's shoppers. I gave it to her at the beginning of our conversation. The trailer was warm(yes the Bee has heat)but I was going in and out of it talking to people and Hillary had just arrived from the windy cold streets of NYC.

Grocery shopping

I don't usually make up stories or analyze the shopper in front of me, but rather, I do it to the cashier. I wonder if she or he is judging my eating habits or if they eat the same things I do. I also wonder if they ever try to guess what I or another customer will be making for dinner based on the food I'm buying.

I've never done that at the grocery store

But my friends and I do it at weddings all the time. It's a place full of people you don't know and can easily fantasize a life story about. This game may be what has led to an almost over-powering longing and desire to crash weddings as an ideal local for any "first" date... but, I also find it interesting to look in people's bathroom closets when I go to visit for the first time.

I may never be invited out again for disclosing this information - thank you for the link.

My current shopping list consists of:

Nair
Cocktail Dress
Feta
Breath Mints and
a pack of disposable cameras.

∞ Reach out and touch somebody ∞

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Feta? S

Feta?
S

Feta

The one thing on my list I actually need - the rest was stuff I wanted...

I guess the cocktail dress is a little presumptuous for the grocery store. Unless your shopping at Wal Mart or some other place. They probably have their prom dresses out by now.

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Don't tell anybody but I

Don't tell anybody but I often quietly slip open the bathroom cabinet too(sshh...).

I knew it!

We must be related somehow...

∞ Reach out and touch somebody ∞

just yesterday

just yesterday i was in the supermarket and i made up a whole life story about the woman in front of me: i thought of everything from what her major in college might have been, to what her apartment would look like. then, as i was paying i noticed that kid behind me staring at the items that i was in the process of purchasing and realized that he may be making up my whole life story too. all i could do was grin on my way out. :)

Grocery shopping

Does anyone else make up little stories in your head about the people standing in line in front of you when you are waiting to pay for your groceries? Do wonder if people are judging what you take out of your basket and place on the conveyor belt? Do you make faces at the kids sitting backwards in the grocery basket?

Must just be me...

This reminds me, I need to go pick up some items to make the soup recipe that Leah posted on her blog today.

Minnie!

I've been meaning to ask you how the paternity tests are going? And I was thinking, in honor of you going to Dinah - I put you on a t-shirt - I figured that anyone who wanted to meet you could make it easier by wearing this shirt and then you'd know who to buy drinks for and what not... also - proceeds from this shirt will go to plying you with tequila and lap dances when you go to Texas in August! Perfect hey?

Minnie TSHIRT

It says: "I Friend Plus'ed Da Mins" Just in case you couldn't read it... BUY IT!

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Me too! Sometimes, I admit

Me too! Sometimes, I admit I'm doing the judging about the often unrecognizable food in the basket. I only get snarky like that when I'm shopping hungry or behind schedule. I have been known though to block the basket from peeping eyes from time to time.
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Shopping Lists

I never, ever leave my shopping lists behind. EVER. It would be like leaving a page from my diary out for the world to read. Worse, actually. It would be like a stranger sniffing my panties.

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What's on those lists of

What's on those lists of yours?