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like all devoutly active artists, i am a scavenger. in the case of artists, scavengery is a matter of plagiarizing whatever reality or truth or beauty (choose your favorite word) to which you subscribe.

as a sculptor, i scavenge archetypal imagery. even my visual art medium, woodcarving, is a plagiary of one of the oldest forms of human expression. as a filmmaker, i steal everytime i use my cameras in a public place - that too is scavengery. And as a writer, ah, I am my favorite junkyard.

the second or third i spent time with my husband's (then boyfriend's) family, my father in law, who is such a good astronomer, i know he's going to discover something cool someday, was surrounded by a group of people at a family event. he was talking about the universe, and he said "we are stardust. our bodies, our world, all the matter that matters to us, is stardust" that was recycled (not his word) from the universe and eventually going to be recycled back into the universe.

i stopped writing poetry because it makes me feel like i'm up on a mountain in the cold and dark, so lonely. i felt the same when my father in law told me "you are stardust." it was chilling, horrible and depressing, and it changed my life and opened me up to a whole new way of looking at the world.

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