Holly Palmieri Schulz

"It's the most wonderful time of the year"...until a few weeks later when the magic is gone, the presents are unwrapped and the inevitable mourning sets in.  Growing up my mother would look so forward to setting up the tree in our small Bronx apartment - she was just as eager to "get it the f*ck out!"

This is a commentary on the deconstruction of Christmas as seen through the eyes of 8 million New Yorkers who pass by these once treasured symbols of the season on piles of garbage without blinking an eye.