The warm weather we had revealed a number of shoes that had been hiding in various snow banks. I found it striking to come across such a sizable cluster of shoes, all within half a block of each other on a main road. At the time I was awkwardly walking two bikes. I managed to prop them up so that I could fulfill my urge to document such strange treasures: black shoes, soggy leaves and gravel.
Abandoned shoes seem strangely poetic to me.
1 comment:
i simply don't understand how people lose their shoe(s) outdoors ... a mitten, maybe, but a shoe?!
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