This little gem is sitting on South 3rd Street in sunny Burbank, California. I had the pleasure of traveling there over the weekend to see a screening of my great-uncle’s film I, THE JURY. Finding this couch was a nice bonus.
What makes this discarded couch even more special is its prime location in Multnomah Village. Truly a gentrified couch.
Found in front of a bus stop by SE 45th and Vermont.
I would say it’s up for grabs, but perhaps it’s better if we leave it for bus passengers.
This couch looks as though it is going back to nature already. Who knows, maybe a bear or a family of ingenious squirrels will turn it into the centerpiece of their home.
Ready to be taken into your home from the streets of Covidlandia!
*Don’t take that couch!
This couch, not at all creepy or haunted, was seen two days after Halloween. Perhaps the discarded couch of a ghoul party?
NE Cully, if you’re so inclined to snap this jewel up.
For the past few weekends I’ve been delivering packages for Amazon. It’s been an interesting experience, and one of the perks is I get to spot a lot more discarded couches! Here is the first dispatch from the field. These couches come from literally all over the city.
It finally happened! I personally witnessed a couch in the process of being discarded. After years of seeing all types of couches left on the street, I got to see what happens from front door to sidewalk. Let me tell you, it was worth the wait. Like a field biologist who finally witnesses the mating ritual of an endangered mole, I was rapt.
A young man “walked” this red couch out his door and pushed it gingerly down the front steps. Then he began tipping it end over end until he reached the end of his driveway. Finally, he maneuvered the couch right side up and pushed it, scraping over asphalt, into the position you see below. Content with his work, he returned to his (presumably couchless) house.
I feel like I’ve attained an elevated status of discarded couch spotting. No longer do I only have to rely on my imagination; I have witnessed the event firsthand. I am a scientist with hard data. Far from being over, I feel my days of discarded couch finding have only begun.
After many years of taking pictures of discarded couches, I began drawing them.