About

Name: Kate

Sex: Female

Marital Status: Married

Nationality: American

Date Of Birth: 18 May, 1987

Birthplace: Memphis, TN, USA

Location: Royal Oak, MI, USA

Occupation: Graphic Desinger and Freelance Artist

Co-Habitants: My husband, our dog Alaska and cat, Crazy and soon our daughter, Eylie Marie (e.d.d. 02/11/08).

Hi. I’m Kate, and I’m an artaholic. I am also: A mere [20] years old, taken by the most amazing man I have ever known, and the proud owner of a set of female genitalia.

Physically, I don’t stand out from the crowd. I stand at a depressingly short 5’4″, and have have the appearance of an average Norwegian/Scottish woman. By that, I am referring to the green eyes, ghostly “sun-hating” pale skin and strawberry-blonde hair.

Additionally when it comes to physical appearance, if I were to ever be run over by a bus, I would have to be identified by the tattoo on my lower back that reads: “Love lost but not forgotten.” (stained there sometime soon after my 18th birthday, dedicated to my Grandfather).

For those who don’t know me. I have such a hard time explaining me as a person. I’m just Kate. I’m an artist, animal-lover, very outdoors oriented (or I try to be), though very much a girly-girl.

I used to be a student at the College for Creative Studies in Detroit, MI. I started out as a Fine Arts major, but after realizing that I would be forced to take Sculpture, I decided… very quickly, that I’d much rather do Illustration. So, after one year as a F.A. major, I switched to Illustration and have been obsessed ever since.

And then, in one day, I gave it all up. For which I am eternally grateful. Within that month, Brad and I had packed everything we could into the back of our new ’07 Silverado and made our way to New Mexico. Of course, being stubborn, I had to undergo surgery on my arm to remove a lymph-node for a biopsy 2 days before we left. I don’t remember much of that roadtrip as I was heavily drugged and possibly a bit loopy.

 After approximately 8 months in the great state of New Mexico, we found out we were pregnant and so, moved back to Michigan. We currently live in Royal Oak, MI and hopefully, the next decade or so will be filled with much less moving. I’m crossing my fingers.

And I’m warning, don’t visit/move to Detroit unless you are fully prepared. Just a little advice from one friend to another.

Anyways, I spent the early years of my life in Arkansas with my mother and summer and every other holiday with my father in either Missouri, Georgia or where ever he happened to be living, along with my twin sister, Beth. (It’s a long and boring list, believe me). The summer before 5th grade I was “relocated”, as I like to refer to that movement, to eastern Michigan.

I went through Middle School and High School, and yes… it is just as everyone says. Complete hell! I wouldn’t even wish for my worst enemy to be in High School. It’s just not worth it I tell ya! And sadly, college wasn’t much better.

My saving graces were my Mother and my loving fiance, Brad.

Fill in the empty spots with boring living, failed young romances, best friends, lots of chocolate and tears and all the things we wished we never had the liberty of being a part of and finally, finding the fun and happiness in life. And… that’s my life, up until this point.

I’m starting this to chronicle the rest of the journey. It might disappear in a month, or a decade, but I’m trying here.

I love my Mother, my other half – Beth, my other-other half – Brad, chocolate, Dr. Pepper, my husky – King (R.I.P.), husky/wolf puppy – Alaska, cat – Crazy, King of the Hill, books, steak, and guns. Can’t forget the guns.

 Edited//10.10.2007