EMILY KUCHENBECKER
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I Told Myself How Life Would Live, In Case I Never Got the Chance To. 
Glass, Pigment, Dimensions Vary, 2019 

" I once wrote a letter to myself to be read when I was older. It wasn’t a school assignment, or a prompted entry, just me and my journal. I remember it vividly. I sat under a tree (yes the same tree with the rabbit), and I asked myself what life was…. I told my older self that if there was one thing I needed to do, it was to not only exist.. But to really live.

I told myself who I was at that moment, I wrote my ambitions, I asked myself questions... hell, I may have even written the answers to the questions I’m still asking. I knew then how important it was to appreciate every moment we have. I told my older self what I thought my life would look like, how life would live…. Just in case I never got the chance too. I lost the letter.

I never read it again but I still think about it all the time… I can still see the words on the page and I still feel the vibrance of that moment, and my excitement to live. I don’t presume I will die any time soon, although I am aware that death is always one step behind me, slowly working its darkness into my body.  I admit that at any second I may be gone. I may not exist anymore, and everything that I was will remain as nothing but a silhouette; Residue in the memories of those I touched, and my corporeal experiences will be left behind."

-Excerpt from Lifetime  my MFA Thesis 

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  • About
    • Bio
    • Artist Statement
    • Resume/CV
    • Writing
  • Sculpture/Installation
    • Skyscapes
    • Does This Make Me Pretty
    • Color of Dusk
    • Stop Looking At Me Like I Am Transparent
    • Blossom Blasphemy
    • Someday There Won't Be A Yesterday
    • Final Exhalation
    • Dissolution
    • I Told Myself How Life Would Live, In Case I Never Got the Chance To
    • 365 Revolutions
    • Inhabitants
    • Kinesphere
    • The Space Between
    • Present Moment Reminder
    • When I Opened the Box of Darkness
    • Blue Mind
    • Movement Activating Space
    • Being Dimensional
    • An Exploration In Harmony
    • A Record of Collective Consciousness
  • Flow
  • Shop
    • Emileaves Apothecary
    • Jewelry
  • Contact