1. I have archived much of my life through collected objects.
2. I have moved a smaller studio, making it necessary that I get rid of a lot of these objects.
3. I have done so by using them as the raw material for one enormous collage, created inside a 30-yard dumpster.
4. Oh, also, I have photographed around 500 of these objects and will display them here, accompanied by a brief history of each item.


each shoe- 7.4 x 6.5 x 7.1 cm
These are my eldest daughter's shoes from when she was around 3. I think they look like a painting of her, a portrait rather. Maybe I'm saying that wrong; maybe I should say they are emblematic of her or 'representative of her ethos'. But I'm not going to say that, particularly because she isn't old enough to have an ethos yet. 
I am going to say that if I were to paint a picture of my daughter when she was right around three, I would paint this: a pair of saddle shoes, grayed laces, the toes blown out.


  1. I can see her looking at me through the eyelets in the laces. Great image, mac!

  2. Mac, I'm a portrait artist and I'd love to paint your daughter's shoes. They're simply delicious. I have a pair of my mother's golf shoes, dad's hunting boots, and other items bursting with memories, that I want to paint. These have a personality. You can see, hear and feel her energy. May I have the honor?

    I have yet to get back into still life art. I took a long hiatus while raising my own five children and this career change is my mid-life crisis. I consider it a pretty healthy one! Let me know what you think.

    1. What a wonderful idea, I am honored. The shoes are afixed in the dumpster, though. Are you in Brooklyn or nearby by chance?

  3. Unfortunately, I'm no where near you. I reside in a small town outside Raleigh, NC but was born and raised in West Virginia by my Hungarian mom & Italian dad. Despite all the internal drama, family was important and the little things were priceless.

    I want to do a study of those frozen moments through objects like your daughter's shoes. I also dig grandpa Elmer's desk chair. Incredible photo of a well-worn, well-loved item. Back in the day people used something until it fell apart and then used it a bit more. I think we've become a disposable society and it's sad really. It seems as though everything has to be the latest bright and shiny new version.

    My profile on Google is a self-portrait, if that gives you a better idea of the caliber of artist who will be rendering a painting of your precious memorabilia.

    Be well, ~T~