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At 7:30am Ann and I were on our way to the weekly Pickens Flea Market. What does a local flea market say about a town? Is it a representation of that community or is every flea market in this country similar? These market experiences are more than the objects that are for sale - it is the human exchanges that make the visit rich or sour. Today's experience inspired me to assemble a still life of all the objects I've accrued during my stay here. It is my interpretation of Pickens, South Carolina through found and purchased things.
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