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.

Jul 1, 2009

officially official...

july 1st. summer's here. and with it, all my old dreams of traveling and artist residencies. the country seems too quiet lately. i've been aching for the pace of the city again. this happens every few months and probably always will until i get back to the city. i miss it. i miss the tall buildings and trains. i miss the wind and the chill off the bay. i miss the galleries and museums and the fashion-show that exists on every corner of every street. i miss having so many people to watch. i need to start saving money again. i know i can't hide out in the countryside forever... or for much longer. i have to be in the thick of it, moving quick and bustling along with the impatient throng of other humans. wine-land is a place to get away from all that or a place to come once you're established and you want some quiet. it's where you come when the lights start to hurt your eyes and the noise starts to make you cranky. but i'm not cranky and my eyes don't hurt and i miss everything that comes along for the ride when you live in a big city. i miss san francisco. i miss my beloved oakland. and even though it's not that long of a drive, it's still not the same. not nearly. i've got some planning to do. and some dreaming too. The Jog helps with those things and so does painting. it's time to get back on board with all the big dreams that got me out of a small town the first time.

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