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.
"I am for an art that takes its form from the lines of life itself, that twists and extends and accumulates and spits and drips, and is heavy and coarse and blunt and sweet and stupid as life itself."
2 comments:
'Stop caring so much!' - this should be remembered and obeyed...like a law...yet, laws are bendable...especially the unwritten ones...
hi imola, you have a gorgeous blog!
this sign is taped on my bedroom wall. at present it is very very neccessary. i'm glad you like it too. :)
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