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Lost Gloves

This blog invites people to take photos of single, lost gloves and email them in. If only I had known about it last week I would have sent in a photo of an attractive striped child’s glove on a wall over the road from me. It was especially notable for it’s pristine cream condition, surrounded as it was by grey slush.

It seems to me that a pair of gloves is commonplace and of little interest, but a sole one, left or dropped, becomes much more than that. In the moment of loss or separation it gains a whole unknown narrative and some of us stop and wonder about that.

Whilst Eugenie on School for Saatchi drove me crazy, I love this. I do however suspect her influence in the rubber glove installation…