Each of the images is a variation on a single object: A small crumpled glassine bag stamped with an often exotic or bleakly satirical brand name. The bag – or “baggies” as they are commonly known – belong to Graham Macindoe, a photographer who previously had painstakingly documented his own struggles with heroin use.
They are remnants of his former life, signifiers of a time when that life alternated between the frenetic and the suspended, when his days and nights were measured out in needles and spoons, in scoring and shooting up – and in the tiny bags of heroin bought mostly in nearby neighborhoods in Brooklyn.
Two of my favorite things: Heroin – and art.
If you have never done a bag, sat and stared at the intricate logo, and wondered whose job it was to create, stamp, and concept these flirty designs, then you have not lived.