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.

Nov 2, 2009

this night...

the moon is enormous tonight. enormous and bright. a thin blue cast coming down. and still early enough to not be quite silent outside. not yet.
there is the traffic of people heading home. lights on the road. joggers and walkers and even a girl with a stroller. all lit up by the great big buttery moon. hurrying home and it makes me appreciate their movements, these strangers- knowing they have something to love. every single one. a reason to get going wherever they're going.

i painted today and i drew and crocheted and jogged and laughed. i ran the gamut and felt no rush rush rush. i felt no need to slap down labels, look for titles, justifications. i played. and now the big ol' moon that jumped up over the mountains and a person who hurried on home to me too.
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