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.

Nov 5, 2010

the end

the end
39" x 51"
graphite and gouache on paper, 2010


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Hannah Stephenson said...


angela simione said...

YAY!!!!! thank you, hannah!!!!! <3

Elisabeth said...

Sea horses that on first glance look like skeletons to signal the end. Stunning, Angela.

angela simione said...

elisabeth, thank you so much!!! it's a film still from a really old silent movie. :)

Radish King said...

The seahorse rears to oblivion. Brilliant as always as always and more brilliant every day. You are a burning church.

angela simione said...

you leave me breathless and blushing, dear friend. a burning church. i hope to be such a pained and beautiful thing, somehow. :) thank you!