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.

Jan 31, 2009

a sigh of welcomed relief...

yay! i got off work on time, came home, made a pot of coffee, and dove right in to painting. i've got the day off tomorrow so while my sweetie is sucked in to the Superbowl, i'll be hard at work in the studio and plan to spend the entire day pushing paint around, spilling ink (as well as plenty of coffee), and taking care of a few business related things.

i sent off my application to Skowhegan tonight (finger's crossed but i'm prepping myself for rejection)and soon i'll have to find a way to force myself to start the whole grant research and writing end of an artist's life... something i've been putting off for too long, willfully letting myself get side-tracked, and welcoming almost any other obligation rather than just get down to it. i've got a horrible habit of second-guessing my portfolio selections right at the last minute and then staying up all night reworking everything i'd spent weeks putting together: fear: no good, no fun.

anyway, i'm just thankful to have a stress-less sunday on the way. i need one.

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