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
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2 comments:
Angela, this is exquisite, filled with resonances of the past when darkness at night was punctuated only by the moon, stars and the pinprick glow of candles against the black.
elisabeth, thank you! it reminds me of Le Tour's candles! i used to draw master-studies of his paintings of mary magdelene when i was first starting out. it is interesting how certain images follow one around. :)
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