I really don’t know what to call this one. I was doing some shooting around in my former hometown of Mt. Clemens, and for some odd reason, this shoe attracted my eye. As I’ve said time and time before, being a photographer, half the time things find you before you find them! Even in this case, that’s exactly what happened.
It’s been said that every picture tells a story. Maybe this shoe was misplaced from a lady’s bag at a bus stop, or she might’ve changed shoes, and accidentally left it there. Whatever the situation was/is, the elements had gotten a hold of it now…
Along with the scab, which also appears to be a piece of a torn coffee cup, some cigarette butts, and dirt, melted snow, and some grass being resurrected.
Originally, I was gonna post a picture of a skyscraper here in Mount Clements, but this had caught my attention, and even with a pointless, petty, insignificant subject like this, it’s always good to explore the nature of things. Even something as inanimate as a shoe!