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 7, 2009

yum (again)...

my stomach is grumbling and angry. i've only put coffee and milk in it today. painting has taken such amazing precedence this weekend. amazing. i'll have more proof for you tomorrow.

me and my sweetie are returning the favor tonight and making dinner for the neighbors. there will be lots of men around the table. working men who get their hands dirty and cuss like crazy but all boyish-like. cute and silly and playful and protective lovers of women. i love men like that. men who are rough and tumble but respectful and good-natured and humble and fun. men are amazing and mysterious creatures to me. we must make a ton of food. another neighbor is bring sangria. :)
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