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      <image:title>Contact - My name is Claire Brooks.</image:title>
      <image:caption>I was born in Los Angeles into a family of artists. A rattle was swiftly replaced with my mom’s paint brushes, and my dad made up elaborate original stories for me and my brother every night before bed. I cycled through a range of interests throughout my childhood. I drew in notebooks, on textbooks, on sidewalks and on all of my shoes. I sang and wrote music all of the time. I showed up to grade school sporting t-shirts and dresses personally designed and hand-sewn, often paired with a plasticine grapefruit slice hanging around my neck. As I grew older, I became obsessed with patterns; making them, breaking them, on all spectrums and planes. I found that I loved math-- beautiful proofs, symmetry within fractals, and the rush of excitement when I finally discovered the solution to a problem. I also have a tangential affinity for numbers, and memorizing them all-- license plates, phone numbers, unit conversions. And then, of course, there’s music, math’s sexier cousin. I write music as I see it, the shapes of melodies and the personality of a chord, along with the colors of the numbers as they appear in my head.  I recently received my B.S in Mechanical Engineering: Product Design at Stanford, which allows me to take on any engineering challenge with an artist’s eye.</image:caption>
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