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.

Mar 16, 2009

slowly, slowly...

the final stages of a painting are the hardest...
put down a single mark, back up 15 feet and look at it; really try to see what that one mark is doing, what the painting needs or doesn't. this is when things like nuance, subtlety become the most important factor in the application of paint. i'm already on my second pot of coffee. i'll be doing this back and forth dance all day.
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