OK so that's not exactly true. I just don't know what to say except it's a desperate attempt at a subject when I didn't feel like shooting anything today. So I had Izzy shoot it for me. He did a good job.
This was an object found at the bottom of a box of junk. Too much junk in the bedroom. I was not doing my bit to clear the pile away so I got in trouble. Needless to say, a few minutes later I was digging through the pile. Most of it got thrown away. This thangymawhatsit did not. It was too beautiful so I shot it instead.
I think it came from the door of a coal stove we tossed out before we moved up here.
There's a visual metaphor in this object for life, or the election cycle, or my new job, or something...but I don't have the energy to find it. Consider this your poetic scavenger hunt and find it yourself.
Or not.
Patrick
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