Description BUT WHEN THEY RETURNED that night, the body wasn't gone. Nor had Maria been there. The other rooms in their luxurious condo were beginning to smell, and neither of them could eat the take-out food Paul had picked up on the way home. Hoping to air the place out, they opened windows and lit some incense they'd bought in Tibet the summer before. Paul tried to watch television, while Christina tried to finish paperwork, but the smell of rotting flesh was so intrusive, neither could concentrate or relax.
Kay Stoner, Boston Member Since August 2007 Artist Statement I am a mixed media artist, writer, and poet who works with sacred geometries and colors to chronicle and archive the energetic experiences of myself and the collective consciousness.
I have been working with fractal images since the late 1990s, and I continue to be amazed by their intricacy and transitory nature. It is my honor and privilege to "midwife" them into being... the real magic happens in a space that no one can consciously approach... what remains for me -- for us all, really -- is to remain open and attendant and to do the best we can with the tools we've been given.
I have published numerous books of poetry and prose, and I have been working in mixed media for over 20 years. I am an avid student of mythology and symbolism, and I find the archetypes and abstractions of alchemy to be highly useful in creating my art, as well as the life I live. I have been employed in the legal field, high-tech, and financial services, and I bring to my art the intention of supporting and strengthening excellence in all activities, through the deliberate use of color, shape, geometries, and proportion.