#5 summer solstice 2015

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I once thought of myself as the potter who would save the ordinary cup, bottle, vase and plate from the oblivion of utility. But now I feel that I cannot save anything or convince anyone of anything. I just have to keep working and looking. Through photographing the ordinary, I am distilling my vision and material--working from an intuition of how to make our ordinary days extraordinary by paying attention.

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"I once thought of myself as the poet who would save the ordinary from oblivion. Now I think poetry will save nothing from oblivion, but I keep writing about the ordinary because for me it's the home of the extraordinary, the only home."
--Philip Levine

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