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.

Jun 22, 2009

good morning Monday! rise and shine! HA!

i've been so excited to wake up lately. a strange thing for a night-owl to feel but it's completely true. it's amazing what hitting your stride in the studio can do for your self-confidence and outlook on life. the last time i remember feeling this high level of anticipation and wonderment about life was when i was 17 years old... fancied myself a writer and was reading 'On the Road'. i'd wake up early and scribble, scribble, scribble in my composition book and then read, read, read. i was so enthusiastic and in love with what i was doing, and that youthful enthusiasm has definitely woken back up. it's nice. very, very nice. :)

but today i'll pretty much have the day off from painting. i've got errands to run, the most important being the transport of the newest Lineage canvas out to the gallery for the 'Every 1' exhibition next month. i'm so excited to see it next to the previous canvas - the one where the girls are hugging - and see what kind of dialogue happens, what sort of charge buzzes between them. and besides, it's always fun hanging out in an art gallery. always. i'm hoping there will still be coffee when i arrive and lots of time to talk.

i made a lot of good head-way yesterday on two of the next canvasses in this series. i'm going full steam and very pleased with the results. there's definitely something to be said for the ACT of pursuing a prolific practice. the more you work, the more you learn. it's good to cover a lot ground, even if you're making a ton of mistakes while you're doing it. mistakes are your friend and best teacher. i don't mind them and i hope i never stop making them. a mistake is what keeps you fresh and open. mistakes prevent "formula" from invading your practice. they nourish exploration and experimentation instead. thank the angry god of confusion and mishap for blessing art with such an awesome learning curve. the process of MAKING ensures that we will always, to one degree or another, be students; we will always have our wonder. what a big, beautiful blessing that is.
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