My name is Kristin Yancy,

and you've just fallen into my visual diary. 

A collection of:

thoughts

ideas

experiments

seeds of inspiration

and

the pieces of my dreams that I can still remember

when I wake up.

I don’t know much about how this is going to look, in the end. I hope it is quiet in its way, simple. I hope more that it is fantastic, or odd, or provocative. It might be nice if looking at it all feels a bit like having a bite of cake. If you are looking at it, I'd like it if you found yourself somewhere in here, or someone you know, or someone you might have liked to know.

I am, throughout these pages, pursuing tenets that I believe to be meaningful.

Freedom. Failure. Good, dirty honesty. A laugh. Tough love. Sweetness. Clarity, whenever possible. A great story. A fucking workout. Play. Peace.

Have a look around, I don't mind. 

Put the pieces together how you see fit.

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