When I go for walks, I often find single discarded or lost gloves. More than most clothing, a glove feels like a discarded piece of a person, an extension,l. Putting your hand in their lost glove is occupying someone else's space for a moment. I'm doing something with my collected lost gloves, soon to be at Ivy Brown Gallery in NYC https://www.instagram.com/p/COdqte5HDQj/?igshid=11b94b7xcfjzi













