“They fall, they are torn, they rise, they walk again.”*

Kate Puxley’s art gives way to the crowding back of nature as civilization continues to infringe upon the old geography where animals still had a place within the western scope of life, instead of the packaged pets of urban existence. But it’s also really cool. Join us as Kate talks about her work, sharing life with an Italian and what it takes to bring the dead back to life.

*title excerpted from James Dickey’s formidable poem, The Heaven of Animals.