I met Bure (Stockhlom, sweden) at the Hababusch Hostel, in Weimar.
Bure, is a street performer, taxi driver, who lived in a tent outside stockholm for three years, because he was tired of working stupid jobs. He wore these pants out one night, and of coarse I had share them with you. He purchased them second hand, at that time they were tan, without mends.
Bure, uses what he has on hand for thread – in one case dental floss worked great.
the trousers have also become a canvas for political action, and commentary about the happenings in Sweden. These trousers are a wonderful example of Thoreau’s comment’s about mending, and garments people one with our bodies the longer they are worn.