Wednesday, March 22, 2017

Found on the road

‘Kay—y’all know how I like to wonder about the stories behind what artists refer to as objets-trouvĂ©s, right?

Well, here’s a for-example, in the parking lot of the Park-and-Ride:



I mean—what do you suppose? Because even if they fell off the roof of a car when the driver drove away, you have to wonder how they got up there. Or maybe the driver (or a passenger; coulda been a passenger) pulled them off to change into something a tad more fetching, and forgot about them. Or maybe they were left there on purpose because…well—lotta places to go with that one.





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