Just a few Letters about Kathy's Art (that we've remembered to keep...)

Love your art.  My husband is fighting a battle with cancer and our late May trip to Alaska was spectacular.   We saw Spring come to Alaska before our eyes and the scenery and soaring eagles gave us the inspiration we were looking to find.  That print of yours captures our awe and hope for quality of life in the struggle.

From Kathy's neighbor, Pete...RE: "TRUST"
I would like to buy the light(er) blue one. No hurry on it. Did I ever tell you that it made a REAl strong emotional response in me when you first showed it to me in your studio. It is hard to define(the feeling), except that it just rushed through me and out and tears to my eyes. I had no idea why it did , I cannot easily define what it means to me. None of your other art has done that! So I thought I better get it.

"I really like the touch of space, freedom, wildness, other-worldliness, solitude, and empathy with living things that you manage to convey so well". Elizabeth - Austalia

"Seriously, if you don't mind me saying so, you have style that captures not only the awesome beauty of nature but the life and emotions of those who are fortunate enough to live amidst it"
Bob-Massachusetts

Kathy, Hi, I just purchased Free Spirit for my Mother for her birthday and My Husband bought me Moon Shadows for my Birthday - From your show at Northern Lat. in Seward. I really Love your art - it "speaks" to me :-). By chance, do you print your work on note cards? Thank you for sharing with us.
MJ- Kenai, Alaska

RE: Moon Shadows :
I wrote to tell you how much I like the print and the framing, and to thank you for bringing it with you the other night. . . . It reminds me of the times and conversations we shared last winter, even more than the story I told you about my own shadowdancing experiences in the desert. It seems to sing to me of people connecting with the spirit of the wilderness and the simple joy of life. Those are wonderful sensations for a piece of art to invoke. Thank you again, Kathy.
Clint-Alaska

A poem inspired by a purchaser of "MIND READER"
Yellow Eyes
By TundraTiger

Face to face, this wolf of black
Gazed deep into my mind
Seemed he knew me, front to back
Though I was not of his kind

He spoke to me inside my head
He told of life in the wild wolf pack
Evening came and the sun turned red
He bade me to follow in his track

When it was all dark and still
There came such a mournful sound
Sometimes low and sometimes shrill
It issued from all around

My feet and hands had become paws I was running on all fours
My tongue now lolled from fang filled jaws
I had senses as never before
Sight and sound were both a thrill
But smell was by far the best
Time appeared to just stand still
When each breeze I stopped to test

The wolf spirit had captured me
I was running lean and fast
Just a shadow in the trees
If you blinked then I was past

The hunt for food that never ends
The search for home and mate
Shoulder to shoulder with life friends
A hunger of freedom to never sate

Oh the wonder that I knew
The secrets of living wild
Greetings each day as something new
With the eagerness of a child

How I wish I could go back
And be that wolf again
To run once more among the pack
But I must stay and live with men

Yet I remember those sun-filled eyes
And in my heart I still run free
At night when I hear those mournful cries
They stir the wolf-soul deep in me

Jerry - Alaska