Artists, I think, have the official say on how we’re doing as a people. It’s sort of like a barometer for the state of things in our society — how we’re handling our progress as a species. Sometimes by way of the universe you will bring people into your life that speak this artistic language — where almost every interaction is tinged with an artistic bend, a sort of mini-celebration of some new way you saw the world that day. One of those people is my friend Megan Dillon.
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