About which he said:
The lone glove at the top of the stairs was the only clue that @amandapalmer had been there in the night.
For those lost glove fans who’ve stayed with me since I gave up the addiction, point your browser over to http://bobbymatchbox.wordpress.com/ where a fellow is posting some lovely glove pictures along with little snippets of their stories written from the gloves’ point of view. Wonderful stuff. Go look.
It just occurred to me that I never announced here that I had decided not to photograph lost gloves any more. I think I said something on Flickr and forgot to bring the message back here to the blog.
I was starting to groan when I saw them instead of being amused and excited by the challenge of getting a new picture. I let a few go by and didn’t feel any remorse, so I’m done. Not saying I won’t shoot if I see something extraordinary, but the series is over.
One of my rules when I was photographing them was that I didn’t move or take the gloves. So now that I don’t have to hew to that constraint I’ve started collecting them. Not sure what might come of that. Maybe nothing. I pick up all kinds of stuff on the side of the road from nails to lost credit cards to a Jaguar hood ornament, so picking up the gloves is just another thing. Maybe when I’ve got a big enough pile of stuff inspiration will strike.
The Issaquah Art Walk is this Friday (May 4) and yours truly will be showing photographs of lost gloves at the Kung Fu Club at 185 Front Street North. Please do introduce yourself to the nice long-haired bearded man with the strange pictures should you happen to come by.
Then on Saturday and Sunday, also in Issaquah, come to the second annual Flying House Art and Craft Sale. Works by 12+ artists. Fine art, Photography (hi!), Paper-cuttings, Textiles, Jewelry, Handmade soaps, and more. All at my house from 10am to 4pm each day. Say you saw it here and amaze us. ;-)