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 7, 2010

my simple idealism

i guess i'm just in the struggle of the thing...

the heartbreak and confusion of all these horrors and trying to come to terms with them, trying to see what my responsibilities are.

it's easy to feel lost and to forget the wide area of grey that surrounds us.

i just want to find a way to do something good and meaningful with all this stuff. i suppose it will take awhile to find that. and i feel embarrassed by the fact that i have no answers.
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2 comments:

Maggie May said...

I think people like you are INVALUABLE to our furthering as a species. You care so deeply and think so extensively about your opinions and I am entirely grateful for your spirit and mind.

March 7, 2010 at 4:45 PM
angela simione said...

thank you so much, maggie. i can't even tell you what that means to me. thank you.

March 7, 2010 at 7:13 PM

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