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Fallen Women

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Back in the 1930’s, William Lyon Phelps of Yale found the following sentence gleaming out of the pages of a freshman essay: “The girl tumbled down the stairs and lay prostitute at the bottom.” In the margin of the paper, Professor Phelps commented: “My dear sir, you must learn to distinguish between a fallen woman and one who has merely slipped.”

Sandro Giordoan

Sandro Giordoan

Here’s the thing. I’m a faller. I don’t mean that I stumble. I don’t mean that I trip. I mean I full-on wipeout on a semi-regular basis. Always have. And yes, I’ve been tested, and there are no physical reasons for it. I’m just a big galoot.

In honor* of my clumsiness (*not really), Italian photographer Sandro Giordoan has put together this seriously fun project called In Extremis (bodies with no regret).  Here’s where he got the idea.

Sandro Giordoan

Sandro Giordoan

Last year, he had a minor bicycle accident which left him with major repercussions: he lost 30% of the functions in his right hand because instead of stopping his fall, he held onto the object in his hand. I’m assuming it was cake or something equally important. Shortly thereafter, a friend suffered a broken leg when he tried to keep his phone from falling into the water.  This made Giordoan think.

He decided to do a series of staged photographs about how we value our possessions over ourselves. These fantastic images were the result.

“Each shot ‘tells’ about worn out characters who, as if a sudden black-out of mind and body took over, let themselves crash with no attempt to save themselves, unable, because of the fatigue of the everyday ‘representation’ of living, oppressed by ‘appearance’ instead of simply ‘existing’,” explained Giordano, in an excessively long sentence.

Personally, I think he’s overthinking it a bit, but they’re wonderfully entertaining photos nonetheless.

Sandro Giordoan

Sandro Giordoan

Sandro Giordoan

Sandro Giordoan

Sandro Giordoan

Sandro Giordoan

Sandro Giordoan

Sandro Giordoan

Sandro Giordoan

Sandro Giordoan

Sandro Giordoan

Sandro Giordoan

Sandro Giordoan

Sandro Giordoan

Author: Donna from MyOBT

I have committed to spending part of every day looking for at least one beautiful thing, and sharing what I find with you lovelies!

23 thoughts on “Fallen Women

  1. I may have a warped sense of humour, but I found these hilarious.

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  2. as always I enjoy your posts and am fascinated how you manage to find such out of the box pictures and things to discuss.
    ~CherryLlew

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  3. I’ve had my feet for 43 years now, and still can’t steer them. I regularly walk into door frames, hook the sleeves or hoods of clothing on door handles. So far I’ve only fallen downstairs a few times but regularly trip up them. This post also made me chuckle because thanks to dyslexia I often say a word that sounds like the one required but often isn’t the one intended.

    Great post, best wishes

    Billie

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    • Thank you for that. We should form a support group. I tell people I’m all Jerry Lewis on the inside. The French love me.

      Thanks for visiting, Billie!

      Donna

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  4. quick decision
    ~
    two years ago
    playing ice hockey, skating behind the net
    falling into the boards
    ~
    facing questions
    a broken neck or a broken hand
    ~
    hands up
    writing with my other hand
    for over for two months

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  5. Kindred spirits in clumsiness…I have learned to embrace it;0) When I come stumbling over the treshold yet again, I shrug and say: ‘Just dancing….” Great post, love the photos, good find! Johanna

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  6. ps and I agree, cakes are very important to hold on to!

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  7. The clincher for me was when you wrote that he was overthinking it…… I did one of those inward chuckles where I felt I really understood it, but admired it for its simple honestly. It’s so …… I struggle for words, but hopefully you understand that I really appreciated the comment, and I will probably laugh audibly again on the bus when I think about it tomorrow morning.

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    • Thank you for that. I’m sure you’ve encountered the feeling that you’re writing for yourself. Your comment makes me feel like it’s not just me. Yay, us!

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  8. Funny and wonderfully staged. The glop spray above the head was “picture perfect!”

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  9. A career spectacular faller from a long line of spectacular fallers, I appreciated this so much.

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  10. Last night, I was trying to rescue a book from the dust bunnies under my bed and I literally reached my tipping point and fell out of bed. Some times I am very glad I live alone.

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  11. Love this post. and *cringing* the photos… because that is me. The one with the balloons and camera- I have done that fall. In fact i feel a certain kinship with the phrase “big galoot”- thank you for labeling me so accurately.
    Someday when you and I are in hospital beds side by side as old women just having our hips replaced after a fall and I tell the story of how I learned I was a big galoot please introduce yourself because I think we could cause some serious trouble for the nurses if we put our minds to it!

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