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.
May 5, 2009
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spectacular!!!
This is really nice.
yay! thank you guys so much! :)
they are heartbreaking. the knees of the girl on the left are slightly knocked and the girl on the right, well her dress is too large the hem uneven like it was made by a beloved aunt. And her socks are so bright. They shine like a heart.
i so love your reactions and descriptions. they make me smile wide and clean and make me want to stay up all night painting. i feel reassured and that maybe (maybe) i'm doing something that matters.
thank you so much, rebecca.
:)
Oh yes, it matters. It matters a great deal to me. I've become smitten with your paintings you know. If I were rich I'd buy one.
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ps. I keep thinking about this one. From here the girl on the left looks like she knelt in the dirt. I was and still am a dirt kneeler. I love that.
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