I think we all have at least one pair of shoes that looks like this: somewhat shabby, perhaps with holes in the sole, most of the tread worn down. But we love them. They fit us like a second skin. When we're wearing them our feet feel happy and content. Often our Significant Others try to get us to throw them out, but we don't. Somehow we CAN'T. It would be like throwing out an old friend just because their hair has thinned out, their bellies sag, their clothes are sometimes stained. No, you stand by your old friends--and your old shoes--because they have stood by you in good times and bad.

I took this photo at school yesterday. Actually, this is just one of many photos I took of the kids' shoes. They thought I was a little bit nuts. "Why are you taking pictures of our shoes?', they asked. "Because that's what artists do--try to come up with subject matter that others might not notice. And if it's of something ordinary, that's all the better."

What do you think?