Found in a house that once belonged to Thomas Hornsby Ferril, the late poet laureate of Denver. Writing classes and workshops are now held in the building, but in the basement boxes of forgotten items line the walls. This picture was found in a dusty old trunk and was accompanied a letter that was postmarked … Continued
I found this in one of my old purses. My youngest wrote it to me. Apparently she hid it there with high hopes I would find it. It’s been at least a year and half since I used that purse. Sad.
Found this while cleaning out a respond-to-the-art journal in the Denver Art Museum. At first it made my blood run cold, but on reflection I suppose I can empathize with that buzz of heightened self-awareness that follows an experience that just might change everything (but before it actually has).
My husband was helping a good friend clean up an apartment one of his tenants had abandoned.
A friend found this in a classroom, presumably after a lecture on abnormal psychology (these are the five axes for the clinical diagnosis of psychological disorders) at University of Colorado at Colorado Springs.
I found this in the pocket of a pair of pants dropped off where I work (at a dry cleaner’s – we have to check all the pockets before the clothes go into the machines).
This note was found in a magazine (Men’s Health) that I found in a parking lot.
I found this on the sidewalk in front of a Christian-themed coffee shop.
I bought a used cell phone on eBay. As an unexpected bonus, it was still loaded with photos–a low-res slice of life from the previous owner. Popular themes include puppy love and ‘fro wigs.
Polaroid of baby with headphones from November of 1966 that I found in a thrift store.