I celebrate myself, and sing myself,
And what I assume you shall assume,
For every atom belonging to me as sure belongs to you.
– Walt Whitman, Leaves of Grass
Another artwork in the vein of and inspired by Even the highest mind and most rarefied spirit exist in a body that is made of earth.
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[drawings; popcorn grown in the dirt from P.T. Barnum's grave; 10 to the 8th power molecules of an Edith Piaf song (as sung by Edith Piaf); candles made by bees in Concord, MA (in proximity to Ralph Waldo Emerson's grave) in hand-crafted, paper packaging; 2005-7]