The other day I rode my bike to my secret "art supply" location. It's like walking on the beach and looking for sea shells. There is always something different to see, even if you go back over the same area again and again. I kept finding unique shapes and textured pieces and putting them in the bag in my rear bike basket. I found so much that my bike nearly fell over from the heavy load. I had to stop but there was just one more... one more.... I know that when I go back they will still be there, along with many others.
Does anyone else look at trash and see treasure, like I do? I know Aaron Kramer does. His motto, "Trash is the failure of imagination" definitely resonates with me.