Thanks to the great inspiration around me, I finally got my MRE entry out the door.
Being a military brat (Air Force) I grew up with the occasional MRE hanging out in our VW. My brothers and I would poke it and giggle at the thought of a whole meal being contained in the mysterious dark plastic container. When the poor thing puffed itself up we laughed as Mom finally removed it as an emergency ration possibility, while muttering about botulism.
Twenty years later and my youngest brother is finding himself stationed in the Middle East, bringing home the realization that sometimes, MREs face an actuality of being used.
This photography project was in response to a challenge thrown out to make an MRE look enticing and to raise funds for Katrina rebuilding aid.
from the government food folks:
“The work is a metaphor for wringing beauty out of tragedy, finding rays of hope amid grim misfortune, and simply proving that we can do things better than the Bush administration can.
We are planning to put the photographs into a 2007 calendar. Money raised would go to help in the continued aid in rebuilding the region devastated by