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Link: Misako Inaoka: Portfolio.
Title Quote: Rilke, "What Birds Plunge Through Is Not the Intimate Space"
My interests arise from the boundary between what we call natural and artificial. I observe the physical and social environment in detail, to find hidden beauty and peculiarity-- things such as a cell phone antenna in the shape of a pine tree, birds that are not native to the area, or moss growing in a crack of cement sidewalk. -Misako Inaoka
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