Zoe Catherine Kendall

Poetry, prose and muddled up words accompanied by original artworks

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Interdisciplinary artist, writer and jewellery designer, Zoe Catherine Kendall is busy inserting herself into the gaps between varied definitions. After completing a Jewellery Design BA at Central Saint Martins in 2007, Kendall went on to launch her own collection which has been exhibited and sold in several independent galleries across Britain including Kabiri, Selfridges, The Last Tuesday Society and Johnny Rocket. However, unsatisfied with being introduced by friends as a Jeweller, Zoe began her own blog as a place to think and write about the inseparable processes of living and making art. Shortly after that she was invited to write the weekly artist blog column for Run Riot ( http://www.run-riot.com ), which has become a place for her to combine her distinctive styles of visual art and written words which she describes broadly as treatments of existence.

Zoe claims that she has always had a healthy obsession with the written word alongside a vocational attitude towards the creation of artwork. She has no desire to restrict herself to one practise, believing firmly that by allowing herself a freedom in her forms of expression, the diverse methods she calls upon to voice her ideas will merge together, forming a whole story from their fragmentary parts. These fragments, she says, are a much more authentic reflection of the thought process.

Themes evident in Zoe's work include the everyday, treatments of existence, psychology and states of mind, consciousness and being. She deliberately challenges her audience by making public thoughts usually confined to more intimate contexts as a form of societal therapy.
Words from Zoe Catherine

  • Excerpts from Fragments of a Storm Suspended in...

    Written on 24/11/11

    This is a little taster of something i am currently working on... call it text, call it image, don't call it anything but instead just feel it out... it's about living life, riding bikes and... read more

  • I, below

    Written on 16/12/10

    A comment on existence I, below This heart feels like a hummingfish in the buried chest today, flapping and groaning and noticeably there, condensation forms drips down the portals of my... read more

  • Defectors (our unattended throne)

    Written on 25/11/10

    Our unattended throne First it was you w ho gathering up and retreating cowardly jumped ship without me and now i, abandoning my belief have begun to slowly suffocate the memory of us then... read more

  • It gave me the shitters

    Written on 25/11/10

    It gave me the shitters It gave me the shitters, like life was just one big acid trip or something. Drug induced states blurring together with hallucinations of everyday reality tv shows; watch your life, watch... read more

  • Missing in action

    Written on 25/11/10

    Faceless Missing in Action (09/01/10 In bed before laying down to sleep) An image of you being like an icon of something cool, serious unserious and static, moving only in... read more

  • Being better

    Written on 25/11/10

    Being better (26/07/10) - the personal touch Now there's a concept I can subscribe to - being in the eternal state of my existence, eternal and transitory, everything and nothing... read more

  • A way of life: clambering on the shoulders of c...

    Written on 25/11/10

    Getting Better, Oil on Canvas Paper, 2010 a way of life We who , clambering on the shoulders of cowards, might choose to interject . We who , seeking a more intuitive understanding might require... read more

  • A letter to my universal ex-boyfriend

    Written on 25/11/10

    My boyfriend has blue eyes and a fading appearance Dear ex lover, I hope this message finds you well and rested, and that you are not too perturbed by attempts of mine to communicate with you. Its not that I want to revisit old territories,... read more

  • 'You'

    Written on 25/11/10

    Looking for you... I miss 'you' It's a chronic condition accompanied by a melancholic feeling which is often surpressed, and it's something just for myself. You are a billion light years away, somewhere... read more

  • The forecast storm; deviations and meanderings...

    Written on 25/11/10

    The forecast storm; deviations and meanderings... "Everything, with significance brought to, all images as places of interest, all nominated stories and moments of living. You... read more