We can recall these shoes being the high priced Nike Air Jordans as being the raison d'etre for many a young lad back in the day. Even those without hoop dreams were lured by the selective mystique of the red, black and white shoe's siren song. Their proverbial minds would've been blown to see so many of the shoes gathered together, let alone ripped apart and restitched together for art.
There's a consumption/desire critique going on here, but we can't figure it out, can you help?
More pix after the jump...
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The fossil remains of the creatures that conquered Planet Reebox?
More of his work here.
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