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.
Apr 15, 2009
lucky little angela...
i went ahead and took two hours of additional sleep for myself this morning. i'd had some wine last night after working hard on the paintings i've got going, and when the alarm clock went off this morning i instantly decided that i'd earned a bit more rest. getting up at 5:30 in the morning for the past month or so has been great for me in terms of not only being productive but feeling productive as well so... even though i felt a bit guilty staying in bed till 7:30, it felt pretty good too. :) and after the first hour in my little studio this morning, i realized that i'm farther along with one of my paintings than i thought. in fact, it's almost done. and seeing the end of the road with a painting, knowing exactly what comes next, and how to get there always gets me excited... so i've had alot of breaks today to help me stay calm and not get ahead of myself. i know myself well enough at this point to be on guard against my tendency to do goofy things when i'm in a rush to call something "done". besides, it's another sunny, beautiful day si i'm heading outdoors to bless myself with a long hike my dog. california poppies have taken over the vineyards and i'm really starting to be aware of just how lucky i am to live where i do: deer nosing in my back yard, wild flowers on every hillside, and still a pretty quick drive to the city. lucky, lucky, lucky.
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