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Twice Christine Cozzens has disrupted my idle chatting regular moment with an insertion of text remembered by heart. Once, more than ten years ago, we were at an art opening — I don’t remember what exhibition –discussing how curation and editing concentrate and idea. And she read me this Six word story that I’d never heard (Hemingway):

For Sale. Baby shoes. Never Worn.

Which made me cry.

Then yesterday, in chatty preZoom time before the official start of a meeting, we were on the topic of Atlanta’s Pollen season and Christine said “Nature’s first green is gold” and then posted this in the chat:

It’s art that makes me wake up and realize I’m alive.