Used. Discarded. Forgotten.

I have done a lot of work with discarded objects I found in my walks around town.
It is always exciting to pick up one of these items and place it in a totally different context and give it new life.

Yesterday, as I turned the corner from the organic garden I found myself facing “this” under the shade of a tree. It played in my mind, like scenes of a movie. I could see several plots. People sitting, talking, living around this “now” poor, ripped, burned, slashed and finally dumped sofa.

Unfortunately I couldn’t really put it inside my plastic bag, but it’s image was immortalized.