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FALL 2012
SEAGER GRAY GALLERY KALA ART INSTITUTE I picked up a pair of abandoned old boots on 22nd Street in San Francisco. They sat on my back deck and in my supply closet for five years until I figured out what to do with them. The next shoes I took apart were my father’s thirty-year old work shoes that my mom sent out to me. Next came my father-in-law’s.
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