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.

Mar 24, 2010

all better now

back from The Jog and feeling so much better. lighter all the way around. the wild horseradish and roses are flowering and good ol' california poppies everywhere and the rain clouds shoved off without letting go a single drop and we pounded and bounced our way through the warm vineyard, bright green hills all the way around us, and the lovely fragrance of "burn day" floating down from the top.

i finished one of the iceberg drawings, work i want to keep secret for a bit, at least in terms of what it actually looks like. sometimes when i let work out in to the world too soon, a false feeling of finality finds me and it becomes strangely hard to keep working with the image. but i won't keep their faces hidden forever. just a couple weeks. maybe a couple months. i just want to have a more personal and deep experience with them for awhile first. something private where risk becomes an available thing. a necessity even. but right now all i can really think about is LUNCH. i want a big plate of taquitos and beans. i just might have to take off early from work today. :)


Doll said...

A quiet, little artistic relationship is a beautiful thing. Learn eachother through and through.
Best to you! :-)

angela simione said...

thank you, doll. :) you said it perfectly. and i love that you said "each other".