While He Foraged.

I spent a lot of my summer with my dad in the junkyard. I needed a new driver's side mirror, battery and windshield for my van and he wanted bucket seats for his chevy and a rusted out lawnmower for yard art. We managed to scavenge all of the items on our list plus $4.72 …

This Night, This Age, These People.

I found this saved in my notes this morning and thought I would share. Drunken ramblings from the backseat of a rusted out Toyota. December 22nd, 1:44 AM. Maybe I’m young, maybe I’m drunk, maybe I’m in love, maybe there’s a boy serenading me with acoustic covers in the basement. I want to remember this, …

2018: for Posterity.

January ...began in Ohio with Image Ohio 18 before heading back to Arizona. February ...was short as always. I participated in Infuse with fellow artist and dear friend Marisa Lewon, prepped for SPE and a trip to NYC with Neil. My artistic practice remained fairly spastic. March ...started with a cross country flight to Philadelphia for the …

Familiar Familial Landscape.

Shot over Thanksgiving 2018, these images tell an abstract narrative of familial love, loss and longing. The making of these photographs is a coping mechanism. The camera stands between me and the reality of a holiday season without one of my grandmother's and the memory loss of another. Truth has become a metaphysical ideal and …

Walk 3.

Explore your space/place for two hours, looking, gathering, recording and archiving data that celebrates or magnifies the scale of the social scene of your choosing. Mission San Xavier del Bac is located roughly ten miles south of Tucson, on the Tohono O'odham Nation San Xavier Indian Reservation. The mission was founded in 1692. The building that …

Thank You All.

I'm not going to go into a lot of detail (for once), but I have been without a laptop since May and I cannot seem to get one on my own. I have broken down and set up a Go Fund Me page.You can read more about it and donate if you feel so inclined. …

Unclean I.

No matter how hard I scrub my feet, this holy ground still deems me unclean. In this crisp mountain stream, the water of an unfamiliar terrain, I begin a futile attempt to wash away my sins. My once-white dress, stained with earth from my childhood home, serves as a reminder that I cannot cleanse myself …

Unclean: Stills.

No matter how hard I scrub my feet, this holy ground still deems me unclean. In this crisp mountain stream, the water of an unfamiliar terrain, I begin a futile attempt to wash away my sins. My once-white dress, stained with earth from my childhood home, serves as a reminder that I cannot cleanse myself …

Smells: The Amazing Camping Cat.

On the sidebar of this blog I have a map of all the states I have been too. After her second trip across the country, I decided to do the same for my cat. This blog post is dedicated to EllyMay (lovingly referred to as Smells).

A Good Idea to Share.

Recently, I have been interviewed by a few different platforms. Here are the links in case any of you are interested. Voyage Phoenix Magazine Least Untrue And because it is always a good idea to share, you can follow alongside my studio practice (on a more frequently updated basis) @kaitlynjosmith_art As always, thank you all …