By Chelsea Keat
Sometimes when it rains, I wonder about my tears, my connection with crying and self-loathing.
I think many moments have passed where I felt there was a river dedicated to preserving my moods and moments of discomfort.
Boats and stones crafted in the perfection of each of my tear drops.
Fish calculated their swimming depending on the intensity of my crying.
And then I wonder about crying and feeling so free and when it feels like there is a place that holds your hurt, this place must also at least know of your great strides because tears can emerge from smiles in this case, rivers will overflow.
Chelsea Keat is a photographer, writer and emerging arts professional who is passionate about art history, communication, health, wellbeing and helping others. Her goal is to be involved with organizations and movements that focus on public access to the arts and that strive for an engaging and inclusive community that reflects the diversity and people of color within the arts. Chelsea desires to share her experiences by way of photography, writing and most recently painting/collage and short films. Her goal is to expose pieces of herself through her art to the public in the hopes that people can relate or gain a sense of connectedness and feelings of pride and openness. Chelsea is inspired by everyday people and places, conversations, glances, prints, textures, smiles, hand gestures, any and everything overlooked. She is an observer first and her art represents that. Her art coincides with self care/evaluation, observation, candidness, and most importantly documentation. Chelsea is a self-proclaimed sucker for portraiture abstract, self or otherwise.