Aase Berg With Deer
Rebecca Loudon Cadaver Dogs
Evelyn Hampton the lost body projected
watched this:
and listened to this:
and then this morning, i popped on over to see what maggie may was up to and was astounded.
i had a break-through on not one but two oil paintings today and it isn't even noon! it is the best feeling in the world.
my fever is gone and my throat is no longer so sore. i have a small, ignorable headache. my delight over-rides my discomfort.
back to work.
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.
6 comments:
Back at work, Angela. It must feel wonderful.
And here you cite all these other workers, some alive, some dead, but always their works live on beyond them. Thank you.
yay! i'm on the mend. not all the way back but over the worst of it, i think.
i've been trying to move closer to the work of people i admire... to really KNOW my influences and to let them work a bit of magic in me. i'm so happy you like them. :)
DAVID LYNCH FOR BREAKFAST! ARGHHH!
xoxox
hahahahaha!
delicious AND nutritious. enjoy! ;)
Sylvia Plath. Biscuit baking music.
xoxo
na! totally! it makes me wish i knew how to bake things. pies especially. ;)
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