I am what I am... 
Born just right at dinnertime in Wels / Upper Austria at 18h29 on the 18th of September 1953, in the year of the ‘Snake’, under the sign of Virgo with ascendent Aries.
I was eldest of 5 children and we were educated in a, probably for the time (the 50tis/ 60tis) unusual and fairly free manner.
'You are Herta Ingrid K., be proud of it' and his socialist way of living and thinking with which he influenced his kids, followed me a lifetime.
The artistic gift was laid into my craddle, being the daughter of a mother who herself is quite a talented artist (she made fascinating drawings) and a singer, though she made use of her talents only privatly at home.
During my gymnasium years in a private girls school, my artistic talent was promoted by art exhibitions in this school as well was my writers-talent by sending my stories to various youth-competitions where I also won some credits.
Influenced by the students movement of 1968, I became a rebellious young girl who tried to live her own way from the age of 17 onwards - only mentally supported by my parents.
For the financial support I had to care by myself, which I did by working at a dentist and in a book-keeping office, which I hated.
Being still not of age I needed my parents permission therefore, which I got.
With savings through this work I then continued hitchhiking to Skandinavia. First to Denmark, then up to Sweden and Finland.
Back in Austria I married after some time of trying to find my way and got my first son. I tried to adapt to a conservative life-style.
I broke out of this immature and far to early marriage step-by-step. Starting by attending a evening school and making the exames needed which allowed me to study, ending with the divorce and later on, moving to Vienna.
When my son was killed in 1977 I fled for some time by hitchhiking for many weeks through France, which I got to love from the north to the south and from the east to the west.
In Reichenau / Rax at one of the painting-seminars organized by Wolfgang Männer (teacher: Susanne Steinbacher, Brigid Marlin and Ernst Fuchs) I met the british artist Adam George Phillips, who became later my husband. Our son Benjamin was born in London.
In the Sculpture-class at Camden Art College
I went to England to attend art courses in the Camden Art College, which doesn't exist like this anymore. It is now the Camden Art Center in London.
Ernst Fuchs, Amoy Boden, Susanne Steinbacher and myself
Ernst Fuchs, Amoy Boden, Susanne Steinbacher and myself
Back in Vienna
with a son and artist-husband there was not much time left for
self-realization, as I had to support my little family with various
jobs.
In 1983 I worked with other artists for Christa Müller who got the order from the ‘Viennese Festival Commitee’ for the exhibition ‘Zeit der Puppen’ in 1984.
We produced roughly 320 life-sized, dressed dolls which were put up in all parts of the inner city of Vienna. The faces and some bodies of this dolls were taken in plaster, mainly of politicians and artists of this time.
At the end of 1984, after my husband went back to England and after the divorce, I moved to Gunskirchen in Upper-Austria.
My son Martin was born in 1987 and it was not until the death of my husband in 1989 that I slowly started painting and sculptering again throughout the 90tis more or less continously until now.
Having married the musician Wolfgang Masarié in 2002 and after our move to the little village Burgkirchen in the Innviertel
in Upper-Austria, I slowly started absorbing the inspiration of this
rural area and decided in 2005 to stop working for the TV-broadcast
alltogether and focusing on painting, carefully watched by our - at the
time being - four cats...
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