last november i discovered that every pair of shoes i owned, (five to be exact, (which is pretty good for a guy right?)), had been worn through with holes in their soles. this put me in quite the predicament seeing that i was/am “unemployed,” a student, and an artist, all of which = BROKE. so i had to figure out a way to replace them all as economically as i could.  after a good long think, i finally came up with what i felt to be quite a satisfactory solution. i decided that i would only buy one pair of shoes, and since i would have just that single set to work with, they needed to go with whatever i could/would wear. in other words, they had to be white, (i know what your thinking but brown does not always work!) now i wasn’t fooling myself, no sir. i realize that buying a pair of white kicks always ends in disappointment, (i.e. they turn grey/purple/brown sooner rather than later). so instead i decided to go into the situation with a plan in mind. i would use my new shoes as a canvas of sorts, welcoming any accidental marks whatsoever as a record of my activities and experience. once the shoes had run their course, i would save them, enshrining them in a plastic case to share with the rest of the world as a work of art, (“a year in the life” if you will). there was just one problem with this plan…

what i hadn’t counted on was just how obsessed i would soon become with keeping my new van slip-on’s clean bright white. it all started out innocently enough. at first it just didn’t seem right to allow my brand new shoes to become too dirty too quickly. after all, i had plenty of time to complete this crazy project of mine, so why not enjoy their newness? weeks turned into months, and slowly but surely my logic began to shift. since i had actually been able to keep them looking rather white without much effort, (<–that last part isn’t entirely true), it only made sense to continue to do so. and so i did, and do, and after three months now they still remain as crisp and clean as the day i bought them. however, over the last few weeks i’d become a bit disappointed in myself for not following through on the artistic side of this endeavor, that is, until i saw the photo above… this is an art project entitled 12 Years Graffiti Writing from european street artist and photographer Ozkar Gorgias. he’s basically beaten me to the punch here, and thank goodness because his presentation is quite a bit better than mine would have been, (not to mention colorful). so i suppose i’m off the hook, and for once it seems that the ever thieving zeitgeist has finally helped instead of harmed my artistic endeavors. i can finally go back to happily cleaning my white van slip-on’s every week day guilt-free now knowing that yet again everything is right in the world! ahhhhhhh… shoes.

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