A piece of footwear with a soft plastic sole washes ashore every three hours or so on the short stretch of Praia do Flamengo in Rio. I picked them up at at 5 a.m. during the winter of 2006, just before the city cleaning men would come to make the beach clean. If you look closely, you'll see a path of little feet waking through the press of tracks. This piece is about trying to live well on what the factory economy provides, the things that we are so saturated with that the very ocean brings them to the shoreline, like driftwood, shellfish or reeds. This piece is a modern day version of a reed mat, made in much the same way such mats have ever been made.