K-sometimes silent other times sharp cutting through space with sharp angles like a Knife. Yet K may also be visually rounded. Paradoxically K is multiple things simultaneously, always relational to who may be using it and for what purpose. K travels across cultures, through different languages, through different bodies—always different, yet sharing similarities.
K is always shifting, often substituted with c, q, or g. But the aesthetic of these letters, these sounds, are not the same. Coming from deep inside the mouth rolling from the back of the tongue, over the lips, as the corners stretch outwards, K. K, Ka, Kay.
The open hands of kappa reach out to others always desiring to be connected. A solid line connected to the ground with one arm reaching high, the other reaching low. Always wide-stretched yet connected to the nexus, the point of intersection, leaving plenty of space for movement between.
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