Thursday, April 22, 2010
unidentified
Sometimes the urge to get something out of my head and onto a piece of paper is overwhelming. So tonight I was there, tearing my crinkled paper and putting it up with duct tape I found in the kitchen.
I had a dream the other night that I kept finding a body covered in horizontal cuts. The memory of picking the limp body out of the dirt was very real. The image of her sliced up legs was very vivid. I don't remember her face or much else about her. The killer knew I would always find her body, so he wanted to kill me too. Things like that aren't as scary in my dreams, because time doesn't always move in a straight line, it skips around. I was trying to lock him out of my house, and I was trying to call the police without him noticing. I always do things like that, and I can't help but see that I even love being sneaky in my dreams.
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Kat, you showed up in my inbox? I see similarities in our drawing...I will post more drawing soon: http://www.toseemoreworld.com/
ReplyDeleteYou move in your drawing as you do in your dreams.
How did you end up in my inbox? I teach at Parsons and taught at Pratt, did I meet you there? I remember a Kat at Pratt..but you don't look the same.
Be well Tom
I am Kat from Pratt! I just looked you up the other day when I decided to find some of the teachers I liked and haven't seen in a few years now... maybe more than a few. You were my drawing teacher sophomore year (wow 2006ish?).
ReplyDeleteThank you so much for looking and posting! I look forward to keeping up on your art as well.
-Kat