Kathryn Kelley

mumbling to myself aloud, in public. at times it is embarrassing, but it is as it is.
I know you're expecting art! It is here, but interwoven / embedded with cyber residue of life.

Thursday, May 20, 2010

Northward

Posted by kathkell at 5/20/2010 09:25:00 PM
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