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I come from a long line of artists, though I did not realize this until I noticed that an awful lot of the paintings, sculpture, and fiber art in my family's houses was made by—my family. I've been working professionally as an artist and writer for the last six years, and before that I was a graphic designer who paid rent on a painting studio she could never find the time to work in. All of that changed when I sustained a repetitive strain injury at my last dot-com job and realized that if I healed, I had better darn well do what I was supposed to do. I am.

Some people want to know whether I have thought about illustrating children's books—after the first hundred people asked, I realized I should get on that. If you know a children's book editor looking for my sort of work, put us in touch.

A little Strange Horizons trivia: three of these paintings, "The Givers," "Butterfly Tribe," and "Dragon Family," were all done for Strange Horizons founding editor Mary Anne Mohanraj, as birth announcements for her daughter (she chose "Butterfly Tribe").

Thank you for stopping in! Feel free to drop me a line at art@katspaw.com or visit my website www.katspaw.com.

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Bio to come.
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28 Apr 2025

By: Sofia Rhei
Translated by: Marian Womack
When the flint salamander stopped talking, its lava eyes dimmed and it sank back into the sand. Some of the scales on its upper body still poked out, here and there, as though they were part of no living creature, but simply stones scattered across the surface. 
Cuando la salamandra de sílex terminó de hablar, sus ojos de lava se apagaron y volvió a hundirse en la arena. Algunas de las escamas de su parte superior asomaban aún, aquí y allá, como si no formaran parte de un mismo cuerpo vivo, como si no fueran más que unas cuantas piedras dispuestas al azar.
By: Bella Han
Translated by: Bella Han
I am waiting for Helen on her fiftieth birthday. On the table, there’s a crystal drinking glass and a vase with rare orchids; I can’t tell if the flowers are genuine or not. Faint piano notes and a cold scent drift in the air.
我在等待海伦,为她庆祝五十岁生日。面前是一杯水,一瓶花。杯子是水晶杯,花是垂着头的兰花,不知道是真是假。
When the branches veer towards the ground you can/ climb the trees—up and up, just as you’d ditch/ ladder rungs you’re standing on.
Wenn die Zweige zum Boden geneigt sind kannst du/ auf den Baum klettern immer weiter so wie man/ die Leiter wegwirft auf der man steht
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