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.

Aug 20, 2009

sudden, unexpected...

then out from under the bed, she stood up and said, "look at me".

this is elsie.

i've been trying to draw her for months. here and there, only every so often, sketching her shadows.

lost children are hard to draw. their story creeps in to you and stays. stays deep.

Alpha (study)
11" x 7.5"
mixed media on paper
angela simione, 2009

she was Henry Darger's muse. his broken heart.


Radish King said...

Oh my god. She took my breath away, Angela. Oh. (I've been writing her).

angela simione said...

she is a tough little one. this is the only sketch so far that looks anything like her. her shapes are hard to pin down. i can only imagine how hard the writing of her would be.

drawing her, i begin to understand why darger responded to her as strongly as he did.

i will keep trying until the painting finally reveals itself. i'll wait and keep drawing her until she points the direction.