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.

May 12, 2010

okay, i mean it this time.

i posted this yesterday but then, as the day wore on and the light shifted, i decided it had too much of a blue cast so i got back at it today with my trusty tube of chromatic black and now it really is finished. promise. :)

58" x 50"
oil on canvas
angela simione, 2010


The Storialist said...

I love this so much!!!!

angela simione said...

thank you, hannah!!!! i'm so excited about the shift that has happened. sooooo different than The Maids. i love this work! it feels right. :)

it's hanging right next to the mad dog painting in my living room. they look so good together. i have no clue where this is all going but it's a great ride. i'm so glad you like it!!!

sMacThoughts said...

It's spectacular!

Elisabeth said...

I find this scary - wonderful, but scary. As I often find looking through flesh to bone. It feels sometimes like too much exposure of that which normally stays hidden. It's a bit like the breaching of a taboo.

angela simione said...

susan!!!!!! <3 thank you! it makes me want to do another one!

angela simione said...

elisabeth, i agree. while i was working on it (outdoors), one of my neighbors actually cringed and shivered over it. she said "it looks so painful. just something about bones being exposed. and it's so BIG!" and i'm thankful for her reaction and for yours. it adds a new layer of meaning to the piece and i'm grateful for that. "exposure of that which normally stays hidden" is what i've been chasing for a while now in my work in general... and this piece goes about it in a very different, much more direct way. i appreciate your cringe. :) it lets me know i did something right. thank you, my friend.