May 2013
1 post
April 2013
2 posts
I think, being human, that both life & death have a secret side but there’s the temptation to reveal the truth. So even if you try to reveal or open yourself, you’re still a mystery, because everybody is a mystery. We can never understand ourselves. However we act or whatever we do is misleading. - Ai Weiwei
March 2013
1 post
February 2013
1 post
Prints available on my online shop
www.flameforkatie.bigcartel.com
December 2012
1 post
12” Record sleeve for Drop the Dunbells gallery.
November 2012
2 posts
The Right Way: A film by Fischli and Weiss...
Illustrations for Artshaped zine.
Kc.
www.artshaped.org
Illustrations for Gary Lunt’s poetry book.
Kc.
October 2012
0 posts
‘Demonstrating that the most mundane human situations can also be the most deceptive and the most revealing.’
- Wieland Schmied on Edward Hopper.
September 2012
2 posts
August 2012
2 posts
Kc- Mural in Wolstenholme.
Photos: Rob Flynn.
Occasionally I wished I could walk through a picture window and have the sharp, broken shards slash me to ribbons so I would finally look like I felt.
- Elizabeth Wurtzel.
July 2012
2 posts
And maybe we have to break everything to make something better out of ourselves.
— Chuck Palahniuk.
June 2012
2 posts
May 2012
2 posts
Everything is constantly in the process of being lost.
— Javier Marías.
April 2012
9 posts
Ocean & you.
The mind is its own place, & in itself can make a heaven of hell,
a hell of heaven.
—John Milton, Paradise Lost (via claudere)
Holding this.
Ashore- 02.12
Acrylic on canvas.
Kc.
February 2012
3 posts
FEED THE FISH.
OSLO!
I need you to know.
January 2012
9 posts
I could not help it: the restlessness was in my nature.
— Charlotte Brontë, Jane Eyre.
Either way.
I am.
Kc.
Wounded by dust- Laura Marling.
Meantime.
Lino Prints in progress.
Kc. 11.01.12
Iridescent.
November 2011
2 posts
I am here. We didn’t have to be.
obliteratedheart:
fading must feel like.
October 2011
8 posts
CALM.
Eyes closed.
Kc.
People often ask me questions that I cannot very well answer in words, and it makes me sad to think they are unable to hear the voice of my silence.
-Inayat Khan (via apathie)
September 2011
6 posts