The mark of the individual, that which supposedly separates us from all other beasts of this planet and the most expressive reflection of our humanity, the hand. That which all creativity, save voice, is channeled, all is manifested: here is both beautiful in its form as well as dehumanized in its purpose. One pattern of thousand that must have churned out gloves by the million in huge factories. Simultaneously a symbol of the individual and the industrial revolution.