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Footfalls echo in the memory
Down the passage which we did not take
Towards the door we never opened.
– T.S. Eliot
There are lots of people who mistake their imagination for their memory.
– Josh Billings
Recalling days of sadness, memories haunt me. Recalling days of happiness, I haunt my memories.
– Robert Brault
Every man’s memory is his private literature.
– Aldous Huxley
In the works at this moment, Don’t forget your umbrella. "The Elegant Science of a Memory". This August 7th, Jersey City, at LITM. 

In the works at this moment, Don’t forget your umbrella. "The Elegant Science of a Memory". This August 7th, Jersey City, at LITM

My cousins daughter Emily. Family. 

My cousins daughter Emily. Family. 

The past is never dead, it is not even past.
– William Faulkner
from the Barf Bag Series

from the Barf Bag Series

Footfalls echo in the memory
Down the passage which we did not take
Towards the door we never opened.
– T.S. Eliot
There are lots of people who mistake their imagination for their memory.
– Josh Billings
Recalling days of sadness, memories haunt me. Recalling days of happiness, I haunt my memories.
– Robert Brault
Sheep Mask. Summer 2001. The Elegant Science of a Memory.

Sheep Mask. Summer 2001. The Elegant Science of a Memory.

The Elegant Science of a Memory at LITM, August 7
Every man’s memory is his private literature.
– Aldous Huxley
In the works at this moment, Don’t forget your umbrella. "The Elegant Science of a Memory". This August 7th, Jersey City, at LITM. 

In the works at this moment, Don’t forget your umbrella. "The Elegant Science of a Memory". This August 7th, Jersey City, at LITM

Project for Victorinox Swiss Army. Spring 2012. 

Project for Victorinox Swiss Army. Spring 2012. 

My cousins daughter Emily. Family. 

My cousins daughter Emily. Family. 

The past is never dead, it is not even past.
– William Faulkner
from the Barf Bag Series

from the Barf Bag Series

"Footfalls echo in the memory
Down the passage which we did not take
Towards the door we never opened."
"There are lots of people who mistake their imagination for their memory."
"Recalling days of sadness, memories haunt me. Recalling days of happiness, I haunt my memories."
"Every man’s memory is his private literature."
"The past is never dead, it is not even past."

About:

Kayt Hester creates images from the familiar to the abstract with hand torn black masking tape.

In her former life, she was a still-life photographer for publications such as like Martha Stewart Living, Scholastic Magazine and J. Crew. She left her photography career shortly after 9/11, using leftover darkroom tape as a creative outlet to weave her interpretation of people and events on canvas in an unconventional medium.

Kayt’s masking tape art was accidentally discovered by a Jersey City gallery owner when she brought her portfolio to a meeting. Tucked in the bag were two small pieces of tape art that had been placed there weeks prior for safekeeping. The curator enthusiastically encouraged Kayt to do more of masking tape art and to bring the pieces in for consideration.

Kayt showed at her first group art show the following month.

She has since gone on to be featured in Nylon Magazine and be awarded solo shows throughout Jersey City. She has collaborated with the Jersey City Museum, Canco Lofts and many others on window installation pieces.

Get a peek at Kayt's studio in Jersey City.

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