Home | | | Bio | | | Gallery | | | Artist Statement | | | CV | | | Q&A | | | Katie's Essay | | | Events | | | Blog | | | Guestbook | | | Mailing List | | | Links | | | Contact |
Home | | | Bio | | | Gallery | | | Artist Statement | | | CV | | | Q&A | | | Katie's Essay | | | Events | | | Blog | | | Guestbook | | | Mailing List | | | Links | | | Contact |
h 44'' x w 30''
pastel, charcoal, coloured pencil, acrylic on paper
SOLD
O Child, come here.
Where are you going and why?
neither real nor fully imagined
messily complicated
no place to get to
no finished works
dreamtangles and knotted string
slipping through the cracks
try again fail again
disorder opens a space
who is here to see this beauty
when the light changes
in the presence of the dragon throne