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I was taught by my grandmother as a small child to not look at things just as what they are but what they have the potential of becoming. I spent a large portion of my summers on my grandma's farm. Often in the evenings we would cross the creek to an old abandoned dump site in search of treasure. Old bottles, metal embelishments from furniture that long ago disappeared, leaving only the decoritive trinkets that once adorned them. Broken bits of pottery and treasures from a time long gone. I have been reusing, recycling, and repurposing all my life. I have spent many days diving in dumpsters and collecting art supplies. I cruised the alleys on my way home and could spot a move out dumpster a mile away. lol I carried tools with me so I could take the decoritive wood off of old discarded furniture. Art was everywhere and everything was art. To my granny who gave me everything that is good in me and taught me to have an open mind when it came to the things society discards as trash on more than just the physical plane.