The Art of the Unused

I don't think I need to say much more than the title on this one. The clothespins dangled from the line all winter, and needless to say they are now useful only as art. If we were to use them now, they'd probably stain the clothes they once held tight (like mini alligators). But at least they still have a purpose here on the art blog. I loved the texture against the milky sky and trees. The lines of the straight-edged pins, some perpendicular, some askew, to the white vinyl-coated line, that was oblivious to the elements.