Sunday, March 30, 2008
another hike, another pile of perceptible art
A hike through neighborhood streets, later than previous weeks, so odd stares from citizens going about their duties like shopping, yard work and play. One gent started air-hosing his walk and then sheepishly spotted me walking toward the puff of air. Not that it would have hurt.
I pick up the strangest stuff.
None of the aluminum I scavenged went into this photo stream. It's all lost objects, things that once had a use to someone but are now trash.
Except that the trash did not make it to the waste stream, it was hidden in plain sight.