My late friend kat kosiancic and I shared a devotion to the art of Andy Warhol. (I remember how angry she was when I attended a Warhol exhibit in North Van without finding her and taking her along.)

I found these self-portraits on my computer this morning. She made them in the summer of 2013 – kat was living in my apartment while I had a temporary spot in Olympia, Washington for the season. You can imagine how moved I was to see these for the first time, my friend’s charisma and beauty so fully there. I miss her every day.

These days I am working on adding some of kat’s correspondence to katsvox.com. It is a delightful and important project, though it’s been slow-going. My friend’s letters and emails and cards are enthralling, and I can’t read them without great & halting emotion.