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.

Jun 10, 2010

here we are at thursday and i feel happy.

there is a nice, warm calm i've been hoarding for myself lately. lots of writing and reading and drawing and crocheting. soft days. the week has been good to me: ideas, ideas, ideas and coffee and poems and taking my friend to the dentist to get a tooth yanked out. the stuff that makes a life.

i've been practicing being present. not anguishing over the future, just letting the joy flood back in to my practice and letting go of rules and definitions. isn't that what art's supposed to be about anyway? ha! and i must laugh at myself. i must and i do. everyday. and i've also re-invested in the good habit of dancing in the living room. blasting music in the morning and even singing in to a hair brush. silliness! and happy laughter!

and so today i have absolutely no plan for the hours to come. let them come however they want. it's bright and beautiful here. the curtains are open and i've still got a half pot of coffee to get through. there are blackberries in the fridge and bagels in the cupboard. the big spider i'm drawing for louise bourgeois is lording over my bedroom, tacked to the wall, beautiful and creeping.

i think i'll take my coffee to bed and sit with the big spider for awhile. eat breakfast with it and enjoy the calm of this beautiful morning.

8 comments:

Marylinn Kelly said...

There is no match for calm, no equal to how it restores us to ourselves. I have known calm for long, quiet stretches, yet am visited too often by jitters of unknown origin. I swear gravity is not constant but waxes and wanes like the moon, sometimes pulling us down, others letting us float free. It sounds a perfect day, one on which the spider might even be offered a bite of bagel.

Radish King said...

god i adore spiders. i carry them outside when they seem stressed in my house but usually i let them be. i can't wait to see your spider. i have no doubt you will capture a spider's alien beauty.
xoxo

Avo said...

Sounds like a good morning indeed. : j
Here's to good mornings (finishing my tea)!

angela simione said...

hi marylinn! yes! during the passed few years i somehow managed to lose my grasp on Calm. days like today are such a refresher. so necessary. the simple, quiet beauty of bagels and spiders! just what i needed to get out from under those sudden flashes of doubt and panic that find us so easily some days. :)

(i like the way you talk)

angela simione said...

rebecca- i love that about you! carrying spiders outside when they get nervous!!!! that's such a gentle, amazing thing. i think my dog unintentionally eats them. she'll see one on the kitchen floor and walk up to it to sniff it and give it a lick, and of course there the poor thing goes down the hatch! i have also seen her spit out a spider before. she's just trying to taste them and figure out what they are.

i've never drawn a spider before. it's actually a lot harder than i thought it would be. but i'm taking my time and just enjoying how the marks roll out of my hand. i hope it turns out well, i can't wait to show you. <3

angela simione said...

alesa! good morning, lovely girl! i like the dimple you stuck on that smiley face!

Maggie May said...

dancing in the living room is absolute tonic

angela simione said...

word!!!!! get up and dance! DANCE, i said! :D

i even listened to Technotronic this morning! hahahahahaha!