Wednesday, June 3, 2015

Day Eighteen


Sibling love.

Epic.  Still.  Life.
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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