Kelly Maassen

Creative Statement

dear alexi,

i’ll tell you a story that happened to a friend of mine, and by ‘friend’, i mean me:

i’m walking to a meeting in a city far from here or there and i see a pretty girl sitting in a barred first floor window. she asks me for a cigarette or rolling paper, neither of which i have, but somehow i’m struck by her and so i say ‘i don’t have a cigarette, but may i kiss you? i’ve never kissed anyone through the bars of a window’. she laughs, looks a bit confused, and says, ‘ok’, so we kiss. i say ‘i have a meeting, but can be back at this window at 11:30, will you meet me here?’ to which she replies ‘yes’. i go to the meeting, and leave at exactly 11:15 to be back at the window. she is sitting, waiting. we kiss again, through the bars. we exchange first names only, but no information, and i leave.