Writing

These essays and stories are a way to think through how my personal experience (as an artist / woman / mother) intersects with creativity, feminism, archeology, myth and the soft-apocalypse we are all living through. Some of these essay are published elsewhere, or come from my artist books, while others are just musings for our mutual curiosity. I will occasionally add new texts.

The Remedy
Klea McKenna Klea McKenna

The Remedy

Dear Vera,

You are still a child, but not for long. You and I passed each other in this world. Like travelers on a trail, you nodded to me on your way out, just as I was arriving. But I know you from stories told by my mother and grandmother, and some of your stories have become my own. So, I know that life is coming for you. No one can ease it, but woman to woman, I can tell you what I see…

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The Olive Orchard
kellye grace eisworth kellye grace eisworth

The Olive Orchard

Those trees. With their twisted skin and bitter fruit, their leaves are a school of tiny silver fish – a million solar panels tilting to the sun, drinking its endless light. They do not care who rules them, which empire takes the island, which dictator falls…

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Future Ruins
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Future Ruins

When I was in my early twenties and living in Rome, a friend of mine there said something I never forgot…

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Waiting
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Waiting

There is a heat wave in Russia. The damp hot darkness of the factory floor is suffocating. The chemistry is too warm, won’t bond. Acres of sticky emulsion and unruly silver halides languish…

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