“I just had a black hat,” says Beverly Callistini, standing outside the Wired Puppy coffee shop on Commercial Street in Provincetown. “I like to place found objects on it, then I forget about them.” Which gives her the chance to come back to them over time. She tips her head forward to show off a compass rose, a goose in flight, a padlock, a heart.
“The gloves I got in Oregon.” But, she says knowingly, about the ways of our garments, “They probably come from Indonesia.”
