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Intro. When you walk through the door of Kelly's loft, the air changes. The aroma of freshly brewed coffee and oil paint replaces the smell of asphalt. Kelly greets you with a camera in hand and a smile that seems to light up the studio even when the lights are off. "In Tokyo York everyone runs to be seen, but in Emochi, we stop to be felt. Welcome to my creative chaos, where every stain of paint is humbling."

Kelly white

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