Kathryn D'Agostino

Tag: identity

  • Octopus Advice

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    I’ve meditated every morning for the past 209 days. By the time you’re reading this, it’ll be longer than that. I can genuinely say it has helped. But I still cry in the car and escape to the bathroom when I feel the first chest crushing blows of a panic attack. I don’t have the…

  • Another Friday

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    My brain is meltingIt’s everywhere and nowhere.It doesn’t belong.Where is it? And it can’t be where it belongs.I don’t want to understand why someone would taste cold hard metal.I don’t want to feel a kinship for walking away.But I do.I feel it all. The hope and despair.Wanting to know, wanting to forget It’s everywhere and…

  • Grasping

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    My hands are covered in dirtI’ve been grasping Pebbles are embedded in my palms Flowers bloom from my fingertips I keep tryingSinking my hands into the moist warm earth I’m searching For deep roots or a boulderI want to hold onI need something to hold onto I’m watching my own frantic effort to remain clinging…

  • Spiral

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    “Sometimes things go too fast and too slow all at once.” – July 19th I found this note today while tidying up my studio and realized I hadn’t sat down to look through pictures or even think much about this past weekend in Corner Brook. So much of my life the past couple of years…

  • Collaboration

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    The year is more than halfway through and somehow my scribbling in red dry erase marker in my study “Be a Professional Artist” seems an ever present reality. Workshops, exhibitions, drafts. I feel caught up in life. Kinda like those dreams where it feels like if you run fast enough you can float through the…

  • What’s there to say about July

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    There was volunteering at Folk Fest, Girl’s Night, music at the Majestic, Sound Symposium, PRIDE, and new friends, an avalanche of “Yes’s”. It was busy but there were also quiet moments of reflection. And yet I don’t know how to share all that because the thing is any boasting of good fortune or good times…

  • How We Hold

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    Making art has felt so necessary in my life. Over the past year or so I’ve slowly re-immersed myself in the creative process. I’ve written, doodled, knitted, crocheted, paper-mached, I’ve done a lot. And I did it all in the pursuit of escaping the hell of living with PTSD and active trauma. Writing has traditionally…

  • Asking for a No

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    Originally Posted on March 5th, 2024 At the tail end of 2023, I watched a video that shaped how I’ve approached 2024. It was a classic TikTok with a woman in her car giving unsolicited advice. She explained that you should ‘always ask for a No’; it took a few watches for the message to…

  • Acceptance

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    Originally Posted on October 20th, 2023 I will not kneel at your feet Climb mountains or sail the sea I will hold firm in my belief in myself My honesty and compassion For my love knows no bounds but my body has experienced It has seen, and felt, touched and tasted It has heard your…

  • Perceived

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    Originally Posted on October 12th, 2023 I am collectibleLike a special edition Barbie Or that rare holographic Charizard cardI’m a noveltyYou want to put me on your shelfTell everyone you know I’ve been added to your collectionBut it’s all for the sake of havingBeing able to say you’ve brushed shoulders with the rare and unusualYou’re…