these texts are an archive of my life in the San Francisco Bay Area from march 2007 - march 2015. it stands as a record of close to a decade of my life, charting the struggles i faced as an artist, daughter, and lover. messy and chaotic at times, eloquent and poetic at others, these texts are an index i am proud of. it was here in this electric box that i learned how to be honest about my experiences and the person i needed to become. it was here that i first learned the truism that words make the world and how to trust such a beautiful, rife, hard fact.

thank you for meeting me here in such tall grass.


my artist website is here.

Oct 22, 2008

Page 28 (Blackland 2)



15" x 11"
ink on paper
2008


i don't know what took me so long to get around to the idea of drawing my very own book pages but i'm sure glad i finally did. i guess i had been sort of turned off by the idea of my own hand writing being present in the work. thankfully, i got over that weird little hang up and here she is... Page 28 (named after my age). the text reads "black as her ribbons" and i leave it to you to interpret that fragment in whatever way pleases you best.

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2 comments:

DECA Candle and Bath said...

Wow that is a great saying to get people thinking. Love this idea of artwork. And your hand writing is a lot better then you think :)

October 23, 2008 at 11:09 AM
angela simione said...

thank you so much! it's great to hear that! i'm still shy about the the text... it's a line out of my diary. :) i'm so glad you like it!

angela

October 23, 2008 at 2:06 PM

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