I’m Katy. 21 years of age. Hostile. Born and bred in Canadia. Drinks well with others.
After a three year sting in the Amazon, rehabilitating mute Macaws, I decided to return to my roots; the arts. I tried my hand at writing post colonial nihilist poetry, and singing at a local coffee shop, but I realized that my true passion was in the visual arts, creating something that my mind perceives and my hands can create.