Not the media, not the photograph, not the trash, not the camera. But the composition is.
What is art? What is trash? What is artificial? What is real?
What is valued, and if it is not valued, is it art?
The original photo (of the trash) a colleague produced as a critique of art in a post-modernist construct. I must admit that I liked half of it, but that he critiqued the production of art by making “anti-art” inspired me to flip it back upon him by turning his anti-art into something more recognizable. You tell me if it worked.