insomnia.
reconciled by the
calm orchestra of rain falling.
every moment
will one day be a memory.
#insomniathoughts
Art Vs Writing
“An intellectual says a simple thing in a hard way. An artist says a hard thing in a simple way.” - Bukowski
Approaching the differences between art and writing and how they are different tools to express my story.
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2020.
Deserted
“What makes the desert beautiful is that somewhere it hides a well.” -Antoine de Saint-Exupery
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Holding It Together
Rebekah Taussig: “I haven’t felt like I have much to say these days. Haven’t had wisdom or insight or clarity or anything useful to offer. Before the planet erupted into chaos, our own tiny world – navigating cancer treatment and a high risk pregnancy – felt like a lot. We were being held together by one long, thin string. And then the whole planet erupted, and the string snapped, and suddenly we’re out here floating in outer space, not sure which way is up or east, not sure how to hold onto each other, let alone the ground.”
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Love, Antosha + Recipient of Anton Yelchin Foundation Artist Grant ❣️
Thank you to the Anton Foundation for their 2020 Artist Grant!! I wanted to share my own little journey in discovering who Anton was and I thought his story was important enough for a blog post. Come in and look around…
Read MoreCoronaVirus Force
With the Coronavirus self-isolation I think people are experiencing things in chaotic slow motion.
Forced to adapt. Forced to stop. And think. Forced to realize the world doesn’t revolve around them…
Read MoreCan You Die from Your Disease?
“Is your disease fatal?” was a question I thought I knew the answer to. Today, I’m not quite sure…
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Goodbye, 2019
Living out my curiosities offers me a road towards potential and freedom. When I travel or do art, I just want to be Kam. I don’t want to be Kam in a chair or disabled Kam. I’ve only ever wanted to be just myself — never strung to labels too deeply, for labels masquerade and dilute the nuance which is individuals.
But if for these few moments I can delight in what I want to do, and what fuels my passion, then I’m glad to share that freedom with you. Freedom from all of it. Freedom from all the bullshit, worries and expectations. If for these few moments I can be the real me without this disease, then I’ll take it and savor it inside for the rest of my life, for it's these fleeting moments that carry me through.
Without them, I’d be nothing. I'd be done..
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