i picked up all these old photographs at out of the way thrift and antique stores. initially, i bought them because 1) i wanted to give them a home (finding these out in the world, available for purchase has always seemed a bit sad to me) and 2) to do drawings based on them. i've had them leaned up against the wall on top of a little cabinet in my little make-shift studio for weeks and weeks. the more i looked at them, i began to realize what a powerful thing they are and how beautifully they compliment my larger body of work by just having them. but a few of them asked for a bit of attention- a bit of ink or string or tape or glitter or paint. i love each and every one of them. and they are still leaning against the wall in my studio keeping me company.
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.
Oct 23, 2009
anonymous...
i picked up all these old photographs at out of the way thrift and antique stores. initially, i bought them because 1) i wanted to give them a home (finding these out in the world, available for purchase has always seemed a bit sad to me) and 2) to do drawings based on them. i've had them leaned up against the wall on top of a little cabinet in my little make-shift studio for weeks and weeks. the more i looked at them, i began to realize what a powerful thing they are and how beautifully they compliment my larger body of work by just having them. but a few of them asked for a bit of attention- a bit of ink or string or tape or glitter or paint. i love each and every one of them. and they are still leaning against the wall in my studio keeping me company.
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