I think if I collect enough of these images, sooner or later I’ll have something to stitch together; I don’t want to arrange the gloves (these are taken where the glove was on the ground) but I could see someone making a collage with gloves spelling letters in ASL or making obscene gestures. At least once a week, I come upon a sidewalk where someone has thrown down twenty or thirty lottery tickets. The pillow is killing me. In the Supremo parking lot at 44th and Locust.