So Much Was Lost

This past year, I have been amassing an archive of found, discarded latex gloves. These are not just trash, or visual remnants of the pandemic, but rather represent individuals. The gloves symbolize our loss — of life, of human connection, of freedom. Yet, they are not simply monuments to our pain, they are also a playful community. Greater than the sum of their parts, the gloves recognize power in numbers and our ability to creatively problem solve the myriad issues at hand.