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Kelsey GrayMarch 9, 2017Poetry

Originally rooted in the plains of Colorado and now living in Portland, Oregon, Kelsey Gray is a newly self-identified poet and writer. With a lifelong background in the visual arts and a BA from Lewis and Clark College where she studied oil painting, Kelsey’s practice has recently taken a turn from the concretely tangible, to the more liminal. In the past year, Kelsey has been preoccupied with time-based making, and spent six months embroidering a total of 450 emptied teabags. Initially born out of a frustration at the lack of a concrete studio space, the project quickly became a much broader rumination on messes, the precarity of domestic debris, and ultimately, corporeal and cerebral fragilities as mooring constants of the embodied experience, themes that resurface broadly within her work. The teabags were later displayed aerially in a solo exhibition at MilePost 5 in Portland, alongside a self-published chapbook on wellness, sickness, and the question of one's agency therein. A website is forthcoming. You can find her on Instagram, @frostedminimeats.

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