I long for a world in which educational and history books adopt the magic and beauty of the annotated pages in Kate Walters’ mind. Seeing beyond visible sources, Walters’ beings appear as if conjured by the dust of the archive. Embellished buildings create industrial passages for intuition and inner fire to be made public, becoming a travel log of the rarest. Porous by nature, she reveals more than her 3D, demonstrating that time possesses all sorts of beginnings. Her clandestine acts of unearthing truths  more beautiful add physicality to each of the universes she’s mysteriously and effortlessly pulled into our orbit. The religious meaning of an archive takes on new forms as churches feature poised birds, eyeballs, flowering women and are welcomed into the stomach of her formations. Stating often that she lets her mind and brushes bleed onto all surfaces, she offers a burning meditation on the motivating force behind the gauze and ligature of human creativity. Borders between illusion and reality become twirled and vague through shamanistic ritual. Thanks to her endless care, we find meaning behind the existence, however brief, of all of that can be conjured once bitten by the desire to re-fashion what was already once dressed (the wrong way perhaps.)

‘The key to understanding Walters’ work is to know her as a shaman. She is a walker between worlds, a spirit worker, and her art is fundamentally about bringing Spirit into the material plane. She is called to in her dreams, which become a source of knowledge from other realms and dimensions, lending a sense of uncanny perception and inspiration to her work. Yet embodiment is central to both her art and her process. Although the shamanic world is where the power that is beyond her lies, Walters uses trance, dance and motion to call Spirit forward while painting, using ecstatic techniques to release herself from the confines of the rational mind: “When you release from here, from the brain, that’s when the beauty comes. My guides will hold me and then they will show me.  They won’t show me until I let go.” Walters believes that all our guides want to experience living in the world and they want to know the world through our bodies.’ (via Arusha Gallery)