An up-close black and white photo of Kate looking at the camera and smiling with her hair splayed out all around her.

Hi, I’m Kate.

Artist, writer, parent, intersectional feminist and devout localist. Currently campaigning to make the world a better place.

I was blessed / with a birth and a death / and I guess / I just want some say in between

Ani Difranco, “Talk to Me Now”

I may finish setting up my website this year.

I keep meaning to set up an online portfolio where I can show off all the cool stuff I do both on my own and while working with awesome people and organizations, but I keep focusing on doing the cool stuff instead of setting up my site!

If my sense of priorities is a good match with the sort of freelancer you want to hire, you should get in touch.

A letter from E.B. White to Mr. Nadeau:

"Dear Mr. Nadeau:

As long as there is one upright man, as long as there is one compassionate woman, the contagion may spread and the scene is not desolate. Hope is the thing that is left to us, in a bad time. I shall get up Sunday morning and wind the clock, as a contribution to order and steadfastness.

Sailors have an expression about the weather: they say, the weather is a great bluffer. I guess the same is true of our human society — things can look dark, then a break shows in the clouds, and all is changed, sometimes rather suddenly. It is quite obvious that the human race has made a queer mess of life on this planet. But as a people we probably harbor seeds of goodness that have lain for a long time waiting to sprout when the conditions are right. Man’s curiosity, his relentlessness, his inventiveness, his ingenuity have led him into deep trouble. We can only hope that these same traits will enable him to claw his way out.

Hang on to your hat. Hang on to your hope. And wind the clock, for tomorrow is another day.

Sincerely,

E. B. White"

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Send me a message and I’ll get back to you as soon as I can – definitely before I finish my website.