KATE THOLSTRÖM


Graphic designer based in Salt Lake City. Focused on storytelling, craft, and human connection through design.


STUDENT WORK
  1. CloseKnit
  2. Commodities
  3. Love Letters
  4. Surge
  5. Lady Jane

CLIENT WORK

  1. Keys Soulcare
  2. Nyhävn House







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9. Trumbull Stickney




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From The Soul of Time, 1904
        Time’s a circumference
        Whereof the segment of our station seems
        A long straight line from nothing into naught.
        Therefore we say “progress,” “infinity” —
        Dull words whose object
        Hangs in the air of error and delights
        Our boyish minds a hunt for butterflies.
        For aspiration studies not the sky
        But looks for stars


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From I Used to Think, 1905
  •         I used to think 
  •         The mind essential in the body, even 
  •         As stood the body essential in the mind: 
  •         Two inseparable things, by nature equal 
  •         And similar, and in creation’s song 
  •         Halving the total scale: it is not so. 
  •         Unlike and cross like driftwood sticks they come 
  •         Churned in the giddy trough: a chunk of pine, 
  •         A slab of rosewood: mangled each on each 
  •         With knocks and friction, or in deadly pain 
  •         Sheathing each other’s splinters: till at last 
  •         Without all stuff or shape they’re jetted up 
  •         Where in the bluish moisture rot whate’er 
  •         Was vomited in horror from the sea.