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the road less travelled

kellya — Thu, 05 Nov 2009 18:41:21 +0000

Across the broad continent of a woman’s life falls the shadow of a sword. On one side is all correct, definite, orderly; the paths are straight, the trees regular, the sun shaded; escorted by gentlemen, protected by policemen, wedded and buried by clergymen, she has only to walk demurely from cradle to grave and no one will touch a hair on her head. But on the other side is all confusion. Nothing follows a regular course…
- from the essay, Harriette Wilson; by Virginia Woolfe

one person, many possibilities

kellya — Tue, 03 Nov 2009 22:27:39 +0000

You say Love is a temple
Love a higher law
Love is a temple, Love the higher law
You ask me to enter
But then you make me crawl
And I can’t be holding on to what you got
When all you got is hurt…
- lyrics by U2

travel across the United States

kellya — Tue, 20 Oct 2009 17:44:14 +0000

I wish for all this to be marked on my body when i am dead. I believe in such cartography, to be marked by nature. Not just to label ourselves like the names of rich men and women on buildings. We are communial books, communial histories. All that I wished was to walk upon an earth that had no maps.

- from “The English Patient”

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human nature

kellya — Thu, 15 Oct 2009 17:19:33 +0000

As an artist, there are some pieces i create which are so personal, so poignant, so evocative, i find it difficult to share them with the world when they are finished. As much as a part of me wants to share my favorite and most meaningful work, i end up keeping these works to myself…waiting for the time i feel enough distance from them, separated from them personally. i wait until i feel i can put “them” — and therefore, myself — out there for the world to see. this one took a year and a half…

For some, this may simply be an image of two anonymous people captured in a moment…nothing more, nothing less. and that is fine; it is what it is to the viewer.

But for me, this work, this image speaks of so much more.
for me, this image is a bank of a thousand thoughts…a catalyst for heart-breaking stories or song lyrics yet to be written.
for me, it whispers to a curious mind…i want to know more.
i want to imagine more.
i want to create more.
i want to be more.

personal space

kellya — Sat, 03 Oct 2009 04:42:44 +0000

the nature of art

kellya — Tue, 21 Apr 2009 19:21:00 +0000

As an artist, there are some pieces i create which are so personal, so poignant, so evocative, i find it difficult to share them with the world when they are finished. as much as a part of me wants to share my favorite and most meaningful work, i end up keeping these works to myself…waiting for the time i feel enough distance from them, separated from them personally. i wait until i feel i can put “them” — and therefore, myself — out there for the world to see. this one took a year and a half…

For some, this may simply be an image of two anonymous people captured in a moment…nothing more, nothing less. and that is fine; it is what it is to the viewer.

But for me, this work, this image speaks of so much more. For me, this image is a bank of a thousand thoughts…a catalyst for heart-breaking stories or song lyrics yet to be written.
For me, it whispers to a curious mind…i want to know more.
i want to imagine more.
i want to create more.
i want to be more.