Lost Glove

While walking to my studio one morning back in February of 2004, I noticed a child’s glove lying on the sidewalk. The relationship of the bright red glove to the joints of the sidewalk created an interesting composition. I took a photograph of the glove and went on my way. After this I began to notice other lost gloves and would photograph them. Early on I established a couple of ground rules for myself. The first rule was that the glove, or anything else near it, could not be touched or moved in any way. The second rule limited any post processing to minor cropping, a little tonal adjustment, and sharpening if necessary. Photographing lost gloves became an obsession. I now have hundreds of photos of lost gloves.