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I find logic in collaborating with what I cannot control:
Time ages paper,
Shadows cast by the work completes the composition,
Banding plastic discarded at the loading dock outside my studio provides material.
Rather than an experience converted to images,
My work lives in the moment of poetic conversion.
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