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 14, 2009

happiness...

i am on 10 hour painting days. something clicked in to place...

a small turn of the ribbon... a tiny whisker twitching....
whatever it is, i am in the work in a way i didn't expect.

i wake up, make the coffee, and lug my canvasses outside to work in the beautiful, true country morning light. it has made all the difference. i am seeing better than i've seen in weeks. i suppose i'm in love. :) tricks i'd forgotten or let go of have returned to rest in my hands. today, i even impressed myself. ha! i am glad, gladder, gladdest, and the day goes by too fast, far too quickly, and i ache for morning to come back.

the alarm clock has become a welcome sound.

2 comments:

The Storialist said...

That is so great! Rock on!

So it's all in the light, huh...

angela simione said...

it is the most important material. :)