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.

Dec 6, 2008

up early, drinking coffee, and getting ready to go to work...

yesterday was pay day and as a small reward, i went to the grocery store after work and picked up all the stuff to make a big delicious bowl of guacamole. :) i forgot how wonderful it is to collect a regular paycheck versus the feast or famine budgeting of a working artist. i mean, of course it's really nice to not have a boss or a schedule and all that goes along with having a day job, but i actually really like having somewhere to be, something to do when i get there, and make money at the same time. plus, i get to be around other people which is the aspect of the day job that i most love. i've never been one of those despondent, brooding artist types who crave constant solitude. i love being out in the world and i genuinely LOVE people. hiding in my studio isn't something i've ever really done and, more often than not my studio is really just a storage unit for art. i'm usually drawing in the living room or in bed or with other people at their house.
anyway, it's about time to get my self out the door. have a great day everybody. work hard and be well and make beautiful, scary art while you're at it. :)

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