original blog

haven’t found a moveable rhythm. unpacking, i am still compressed, much as i was prior to trekking. still need to shake loose, decompress, unfold, decurl. silenced histories threaten to rewind. write to find my way forward. unpacking just needs to...

day 4 | revisiting the near past [very] as i unpack to begin movingforward again

13 Jun 2013

funny that my go to stress indicator is not going off at all. so there is forward looking fear, but not stress. perhaps this is why i unpack. my unpacking since grad school has been through language…the art, the making...

day 4 | fidget, cut, revisit writings — the twits and twitches read uncannily accurate in the foretelling

13 Jun 2013

i fidget, worry, fret, wonder of dream, revisit ideations of risk, tentatively scratch and stroke the keys. in silence i unpack two years of untruths that i’ve allowed to be strapped to my back. around an agressor, i recess, withdraw,...

day 3 | i bump about the cyber social media water cooler [fb] forsomedistraction in attempts to avoid the hole

12 Jun 2013

there is a hole. i find it. i remember the Units nonverbal disdain when i would step in it, real or metaphorical. i may not see it but inevitably i sense it coming. others, as he did, just stood and...

day 2 | bite sized

12 Jun 2013

Disassembled, added cross beams, a few more to add, to whittle pieces down to small. Small meaning transportable, bahahaaaa, but doesn’t really mean small since they are still eight feet in height and about four feet in width. But much...

Finding ground in Vermont (June Residency)

11 Jun 2013

Putting my feet down for the month of June and a smidge of July as part of a fellowship at the Vermont Studio Center. As is my practice, I will write my way through as I find ground in this...

Tell me, what is it you plan to do with your one wild and precious life?

08 Jun 2013

Love After Loveby Mary OliverThe time will come when, with elation, you will greet yourself arriving at your own door, in your own mirror, and each will smile at the other’s welcomeand say, sit here. Eat. You will love again the stranger who was your self. Give...

missing my black shadow beast

07 Jun 2013

slim to …

31 May 2013

"Today, see if you can do the opposite of your ordinary personality pattern. Give up trying to avoid conflict and see what happens." enneagram num nine thought of the day0

materiality

30 May 2013

materials I have played with that I would like to explore merging/combing–tar, plaster, rubber, domestic thresholds (doors/windows and parts), mattress quilting, found metal and LANGUAGE. ha, all of which are a bit heavy or loaded. other skills sets I have...

I love my weeds

25 May 2013

gone for a week and bam, i reap what i did not sow! i find this to actually be the norm. much in life is a reaping of what has not been sown in our lifetime or as an extension...

pretty much yup

12 May 2013

All our life, so far as it has form, is but a mass of habits. — William James, 18920

diggidy dogineering

07 May 2013

toady from Pan's labyrinth, wonderland or Chinese take out. dopty I know I was late today, but….0

Not once did I bore an art historian in grad school in spite of my failure to comply with typical standards! Revisiting old writings and laughing as my narrative stands still. What was I thinking? Bahahaa.

01 May 2013

art, essay, post modernism

Essay excerpt written by Kathryn Kelley, 2007. Essay “like a dog gets excited about going for a walk on a leash” on Post Modern art for Dana Padgett was written in response to several questions Dana posed to the group....

Not once did I ever bore an art historian in grad school in spite of my failure to comply with MLA standards! Revisiting old writings and laughing at Greenberg’s great Pea-ness.
what was I thinking? Bahahaa.

01 May 2013

art, bad painting, essay, feminism, greenberg

I contemplate developing time to start writing about art again. I need to direct my writing more purposefully. Why? Besides because I need it for myself my writing is highly accessible, funny, and educated. I am not always funny, but...

morning in my neck of the woods

30 Apr 2013

good morning microforest!0

dearchived [old] but somewhat relevant in my contemplations.
definitely school work.

In the space of silence Dada || Yes! Yes! You are such a wooden horse Surrealists || In need of therapy Formal cunt positive bad painting Futurism Skewed view || you are here First flush visual...

revisiting old writings as I think about seriously picking up my pen + a tad of design again

[in the space of silence] Kathryn Kelley 2006 [intro] Silence is space. In fullness, silence seizes emptiness. In absence, silence seizes presence. Sense and nonsense merge. The temporal dissociates. The knotted unknots. The cluttered, clotted mass of knowledge and experience...

it baffles me.

27 Apr 2013

I get up, wash and fluff = okay, okay, it will do. but I go out for an hour of sweaty chain saw therapy, tubular art making or pretty much anything dirty and sweaty and, bam, my hair looks glam,...