I had to laugh when I saw this sculpture in downtown Charlotte the other night. I stopped to photograph it because at that moment and even now, I feel as though it defines my existence. I have this strange almost absurd disconnected sense of life and art going on within me. I want desperately to feel fully alive and expressive.... but how does a human really be both of those things with other human beings in a way that is really understood and valued? I hope to find out as life moves forward!
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