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.

Apr 10, 2010

we were kids

maybe we are all suffering,

grief stricken and sorry and flattened under so much shame.

and all those simple hopes i had when i was child

light up,

bright with hurt.

(video is goth in that bad way but i really like the song)


Elisabeth said...

This is not Goth, Angela. Not only the music but the art work and images are beautiful.

Childhood - its joys and terrors - relived.

Thank you.

angela simione said...

"Childhood - its joys and terrors - relived."

it has been the name of the game the passed few weeks. i forget to feel thankful for it... the opportunity to find the hidden gems, to work through the darker things. thank YOU for reminding me. :)