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.

Feb 17, 2010


my painting arm is sore. :)


Elisabeth said...

Must be all those moths.

angela simione said...

hahaha! yep. :)

i have a very bad habit of hunching over my work and then that muscle that connects your neck to your shoulder starts BURNING.