“Artists, poets, whatever you want to call those people whose job is ‘making’ take in the commonplace and are forever recognizing it as worthwhile. I think I am always collecting in a way, walking down a street with my eyes open, looking through a magazine, viewing a movie, visiting a museum or grocery store. Some of the things I collect are tangible and mount into piles of many layers and when the time comes to use those saved images I dig like an archaeologist and sometimes find what I want and sometimes don’t.” —Sister Corita Kent
Blue Angel
“Did any of them feel the vast undercurrent of grief that was palpable, at least to me, at all times?”
