In the British Museum, there is a coffin that I’d like to be buried in (when I die). It’s in the Wellcome Trust Gallery (Room 24), a themed gallery on Living And Dying. The coffin is in the shape of a camera, an imaginary Canon EOS 300. Beneath it is a placard that says: “According to one story, in 1951 two carpenters, Kane Quaye and his brother, Ajetey, from Teshie — a fishing community near Ghana’s capital, Accra — made a coffin in the form of an aeroplane for their grandmother’s funeral. She had always wanted to fly but never had the chance to. This new type of coffin became so popular that Kane Quaye expanded his workshop with his apprentice, Paa Joe. Today families commission coffins with designs that represent the life or dreams of a deceased relative, or characterise their personality.” I wonder if they would cater to my friends who shoot with Nikon.
