Thursday, June 30, 2011

The Swans & The Swimming

Hey dreamin' children!!
It is I, Katie, and this be my new blog. I was feeling mildly burnt out on the other one and very lame. So I decided to make a new one. When in doubt, buy new shoes I guess. So here we are. The blog has been revamped, but will still come with all the charms the other did. I would like to think I have grown very much in the past year and hopefully it shows. Especially in my art. I just want to note right here and now, that I do not consider myself a master or amazing or God's gift to the art world. At. All. There are so many things I need to work on and practice at - I will be the first one to tell you! As I would often tell my high school students at the Museum: It is (and should always be) a constant journey. A struggle. Blissful. Painful. Stressful. Amazing. If you feel you are accomplished and the best - something is wrong. You should always be growing.

Anyways - soapbox. Sorry.
So, there are pretty much the same features on here as there used to be BUT I have decided to add my poetry (that tab is still under construction, but soon) for you to read, critique, laugh at, cry with, or whatever. I tried to get my poetry published recently in Poetry Foundation Magazine, but they (very sweetly) rejected it. Their rules are if your poetry is anywhere on the interenet whatsoever you cannot send it to them to be published, so I am breaking the rules for everyone. But I don't give a shit. I write all the time, obsessively in fact, so I will just be sharing with you something I do often. Enjoy.

Here is the song I have been listening to all day (and the name of this post):
I will weirdly (and cause it's fun and obscure) name all my posts after a song title or lyrics like I did before, so if you're brave (or awesome) feel free to guess. I'll let you know if you sink or swim.
I think that's about it for now, babies. I should go to bed, but I'm not sleepy yet.
I am going to the studio tomorrow. Yay! Hopefully the block that has been creeping up on me has left the building. Otherwise I will just sew through it like I have been or cry or get really drunkity drank. You know me.

XO.