Exhibit A: my drawing of the “Cat Moster” [sic]
which I scientifically labelled a 50,000 lb animal.
I also wanted people to know how big he was——
a measurement I used my own hands to determine——
“9 pinkys” (as in pinky fingers) long.
Exhibit B: some of my old ribbons from swim team
summers. What I remember most about swim team
was that afterwards I was allowed to pick one
“healthy snack” and one candy from the shop
next to the pool. I regularly picked red vines,
a choice I am now perplexed by.
Newport Beach, CA.
There are only a handful of places on this planet where
I feel wholly at home. In each one of them, there are
specific nooks or objects that are sacred; talismans or
symbols that remind me: this is home. You are safe.
The blue and purple towel hanging on the towel rack in
the downstairs bathroom of my Nana’s house. This is
one of my most beloved.
Universe EtchThis is Lily Xu, a student at Cate School who designed an alternative book cover for “B” for her art class. She etched the entire thing! Click below to see it close up.
The Wrong Time Zone
The mysterious “Bellevoix” is at it again. This watercolor makes reference to a line in the poem “When Love Arrives” that I perform with Phil. It’s one of the lines that is most personal for me, and this image is lovely in a melancholy way.
I love when people get arts-n-crafty. Here’s an awesome project “Torinay” made. What’s funny to me, is that I always say the line, “no matter how many times it is swept away” when I perform the poem. But Torinay, like many folks, like the version with “sent” away better. She says:
“One of my favorite quotes written on a pillow case… A line from the poem “B” by Sarah Kay.”
Lung PaintingHere’s another water color by the anonymous artist at “Bellevoix.” This one is also from a line in “B.” If you click the image, you can see it in its original context.