I collected bright, numbered tickets from the gutters of
San Francisco in 2000. They are, predominantly, car-parking receipts,
but looked like large-format, individually numbered, confetti on the
street - as though a parade for giant robots had just ended.
I held on to the tickets for almost two years before they became the
subject of this
The finished image reminds me of pictures by Jeffrey Smart and Rosalie
Gascoigne (though I shrink in their immense artistic shadows).