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 9, 2010


i need to go back out to tennessee soon. i miss my mama. i don't think a person ever really grows out of that if you have a good one. i sure do love that woman somethin' sparkling and heavy. with all my heart.


Elisabeth said...

Good for you,Angela. You describe love so beautifully.

21k said...

Yes, I know what you mean.

And i love what you're doing, your art, your plans, your move, your writing. All good to go! xoxo

angela simione said...

thank you, elisabeth. she is a beautiful and brave woman. i appreciate her as a person more and more every day- her insight, experience, resilience, and resistence to bitterness. such a warm heart and awe-striking brightness.

angela simione said...

thanks, D! i needed that! ;) sometimes i feel like i'm not doing nearly enough because things don't MOVE fast enough. ha! patience is key, i'm learning. in all areas. it sucks but i', trying to accept it. i never thought of myself as an impatient person before... maybe i'm just hungry. maybe that's the better word.