It started with one. One shot of a pair of sneakers hanging from a power line that I saw while walking home from work in Vancouver BC. From then on it’s been a strange obsession. Everything comes to a stop whenever I see a pair of abandoned shoes. Mostly the hanging variety but I’ve also sourced out some shoe trees for future explorations as well as finding a couple of weird spots along Highway 62 in California where they’ve seemed to have congregated in the past. 

With no solid meaning to be found of what they represent I simply embrace the feeling of freedom, of whimsy, of escape, the moving on from that which no longer serves our journey. To new paths and open roads.