Accidental Art.

While walking through campus after class, I tried to think about what could be art.  I came across this piece of duct tape. If you just look at it, it doesn't look like much.  But as I got closer to the tape, I realized the shape of the concrete, and the texture of it.  I don't think this was intended when the concrete was layed down, and I definitely don't think the tape was put there on purpose.  The way it folded, the way it forms to the concrete: people walk by it and on it everyday.  But appreciating little things allowed me to see the art that this actually was, however accidental it may have been.