A collage a day in August. 
#28 - Patron of Things Lost and Stolen
Today’s collage was really personal. This afternoon, I parked my bike outside the library downtown for about half an hour, and someone stole both my wheels while I was inside. So many bikes and they picked mine to mess with. I’ve never had a wheel stolen or had a bike messed with, not since grade school. Replacing them is going to be painfully expensive - almost half the cost of my bike to begin with. And my bike is incredibly important to me. I’ve ridden almost every day this year, which has helped me to be healthier and happier and have energy to put into art projects like this one. Sometimes, people are just horrible.

A collage a day in August. 

#28 - Patron of Things Lost and Stolen

Today’s collage was really personal. This afternoon, I parked my bike outside the library downtown for about half an hour, and someone stole both my wheels while I was inside. So many bikes and they picked mine to mess with. I’ve never had a wheel stolen or had a bike messed with, not since grade school. Replacing them is going to be painfully expensive - almost half the cost of my bike to begin with. And my bike is incredibly important to me. I’ve ridden almost every day this year, which has helped me to be healthier and happier and have energy to put into art projects like this one. Sometimes, people are just horrible.