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 12, 2009

practice, practice, practice...

ever since my wonderful day in the city, i've been so hungry for the work; excited and thankful to be at the canvas. i only stopped painting today because i ran out of white paint. zinc white. and i couldn't continue without it. so i put down my brush and went to the art store and, in addition to zinc white, i also got this great, strange black called 'german earth'. i'm a sucker for a cool name. :) i'm so anxious to try it out and see what i can do with it but by the time i got back home the light outside was no good and i'm finished with fighting a losing battle against the yellow light inside my home. i end up with having so much to fix that it's really not worth it just to feed my painting urges. good light is the most important of all painting materials... and i'm done learning that lesson the hard way.

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