Taper Island: Art Therapy

In class we were assigned a project that sounds so weird.  You take an everyday object, either with meaning or without, and you wrap it in cloth, or string, or, in my case, black duct tape.  I always have black duct tape in my car.  Incase of blister.

yea, I said it.

I chose an old shoe.

It's tied in duct tape, you can't see it's potential or even where it's been, but it's there none the less.  All the goodness and speed of that shoe are simply wrapped under a shell, waiting to be discovered.

Taper Madness claims another soul.  Or, sole.