Kate Braid

From the blog



It is night.  Outside

a light across the blind

and the wet rubber sound

of a car passing.

Bamboo sings a long song

to the wind

and the house sighs.

Rain drops like a shawl.


Usually, we take for granted or plain ignore the Earth we walk on, Sky above us, Water we drink and bathe and swim in or that falls as rain, the Fire we assume for heat, and the Wood that’s our landscape and our building material. But over fifteen years as a construction carpenter, Kate Braid began to pay more attention to the elemental materials she worked with and depended upon. Out of these she has crafted an intimate picture not only of what it is like to be wholly engaged with the building materials of the earth, but of living in and upon it every day.