Author: KCF

  • Liminal Light

    Liminal Light

    I am drawn to the things I cannot see Pieces just out of perceptual reach What is well-lit does not interest me What is hazy and hard to discern And makes my stomach quiver Fascinates

  • Slightly Higher Apes

    Slightly Higher Apes

    [et_pb_section bb_built=”1″][et_pb_row][et_pb_column type=”4_4″][et_pb_image _builder_version=”3.11″ src=”https://www.kevincarrelfooter.com/wp-content/uploads/2018/08/RD-SOCIAL-CARD-V3.jpg” align=”center” /][/et_pb_column][/et_pb_row][et_pb_row][et_pb_column type=”1_4″][/et_pb_column][et_pb_column type=”1_2″][et_pb_text _builder_version=”3.11″] “We’re just higher primates,” Rodolfo was saying, “and if anyone wants to argue with me, well then I’ll just bring in Pamela Anderson as exhibit number one. I remember when I was a manager, we’d be sitting around the table discussing restructuring or some such…

  • Violette

    Violette

    [et_pb_section bb_built=”1″][et_pb_row][et_pb_column type=”2_3″][et_pb_image _builder_version=”3.11″ src=”https://www.kevincarrelfooter.com/wp-content/uploads/2018/07/PEOPLE-OF-TANGO-8767.jpg” /][/et_pb_column][et_pb_column type=”1_3″][et_pb_text admin_label=”TITLE” _builder_version=”3.11″] People of Tango: Violette Photographed at Tango au lac du Paty, France [/et_pb_text][et_pb_text _builder_version=”3.11″] I danced tango for twelve years as a man. But for the last two or three years, I have danced as a woman. At first, I just put on heels. It was…

  • Round-up à la Provençale

    Round-up à la Provençale

    [et_pb_section bb_built=”1″][et_pb_row][et_pb_column type=”4_4″][et_pb_image _builder_version=”3.11″ src=”https://www.kevincarrelfooter.com/wp-content/uploads/2018/07/ROUND-UP-8835.jpg” /][/et_pb_column][/et_pb_row][et_pb_row][et_pb_column type=”1_4″][/et_pb_column][et_pb_column type=”1_2″][et_pb_text _builder_version=”3.11″] Montauban-sur-l’Ouvèze, FRANCE – The call came from a neighboring farm: “Could you help us round up a herd of cows and take them to high pasture? Oh, and one more thing: Bring as many people as you can.” Our friend in the village where we are…

  • Life in Art

    Life in Art

    [et_pb_section bb_built=”1″][et_pb_row][et_pb_column type=”4_4″][et_pb_image _builder_version=”3.9″ src=”https://www.kevincarrelfooter.com/wp-content/uploads/2018/07/ROMERO-8348.jpg” /][/et_pb_column][/et_pb_row][et_pb_row][et_pb_column type=”1_4″][/et_pb_column][et_pb_column type=”1_2″][et_pb_text _builder_version=”3.9″] I’m not certain that I would even begin to read a piece titled, “Life in Art.” (So if you have gotten this far, I congratulate you.) I know I would be put off by the fulsomeness of the proposition that lay ahead. I would expect the…

  • The Honky-Tonk Requiem for Young Men and Cars

    The Honky-Tonk Requiem for Young Men and Cars

    The Honky-Tonk Requiem began with guys, their cars and an ungodly pile of empty beer cans. Yes, I know we shouldn’t be mixing booze with motor vehicles but truth is truth and all over America young men gather on weekend nights in places far from home to drink, tell lies, fantasize about women and then…

  • The Book of Longing

    The Book of Longing

    [et_pb_section bb_built=”1″][et_pb_row][et_pb_column type=”4_4″][et_pb_image _builder_version=”3.5.1″ src=”https://www.kevincarrelfooter.com/wp-content/uploads/2018/06/ROAD-DIARIES-04.jpg” /][et_pb_text _builder_version=”3.5.1″] By Kevin Carrel Footer 3 June 2018 It is widely assumed that taking a taxi is preferable to riding on a cramped bus. Why then do passengers in taxis look longingly at those in passing buses? Buses are rowdy, awkward and prone to pickpockets scrounging their living. People…

  • Life’s Tourist

    Life’s Tourist

    [et_pb_section bb_built=”1″][et_pb_row][et_pb_column type=”4_4″][et_pb_image _builder_version=”3.6″ src=”https://www.kevincarrelfooter.com/wp-content/uploads/2018/06/COSTANERA-9459-2.jpg” /][et_pb_text _builder_version=”3.6″] 1. “I am a tourist in many world’s without belonging to any one of them,” she said. It is true that she moved in and out of a dizzying number of worlds. She mentioned extreme emotional situations she had been in as if everyone wandered in and out…

  • Life is a Side Project

    Life is a Side Project

    [et_pb_section bb_built=”1″][et_pb_row][et_pb_column type=”4_4″][et_pb_image _builder_version=”3.0.106″ src=”https://www.kevincarrelfooter.com/wp-content/uploads/2018/04/DUST-5168-2.jpg” show_in_lightbox=”off” url_new_window=”off” use_overlay=”off” always_center_on_mobile=”on” force_fullwidth=”off” show_bottom_space=”on” /][et_pb_text _builder_version=”3.0.106″ background_layout=”light”] We are sacrificed into this world. Not born. We give up something sacred and eternal when we come here, something excruciating to lose. Each of us takes a mortal form and with it the certainty of death. (And along the way…