I talked to installation artist and sculptor Herb Parker about dumpster diving, his studio space, and his strangest discoveries.
An excerpt: “In the late ’80s, I was working as a day laborer tearing down an old warehouse with a sledgehammer. I punched a hole through a wall, looked in, and saw hundreds of figures of adults and children hanging from the roof. It was a surreal moment, beautiful and eerie. They were old plaster mannequins from the ’40s or ’50s. I saved a truckload, but the others were destroyed with the building.”
You can read the full profile in Charleston Magazine.