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.

Saturday, November 19, 2011

remnant

Posted by kathkell at 11/19/2011 04:26:00 PM
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