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.

Feb 10, 2011

red roses, information

tonight is the opening of Literati at Slingshot. it is our last show in the beautiful venue at 890 Valencia. yep. our time there is coming to a close but i can't tell you how lucky we are to have had it for the passed 3 months. if you've been inside the space, you know how lucky we are. it is that gorgeous. but if you've never been and you're in the area, i highly encourage you to come out tonight. music, wine, art, ME. hahahaha! if you need more reason than that, show up and i'll give you a few more. ;)

also, we decided to leave my installation Worry Roses (for my mother, for myself) up. freya said she wanted it to have more time, every moment possible, to be seen and considered. especially in such a beautiful space. as a result, i decided to be brave and go ahead and "show" the new piece for my mom. the red roses. i say "show" because it isn't completely finished yet. i will be constructing the piece on site. you will be able to watch this bed, this garden, this head stone, be built and shaped. it's important to me to get this piece made quickly. there is something deep down that calls for its existence. i must make it. i must make it for her. and it's a risk to put such a personal narrative in public, especially one that is so current, one that is still being lived through, but i feel it necessary to open the door to that discussions. i know i am not unique in this. this story is happening in other people's lives too. we need a place to be. so few places feel right. i will build this site for all who need it.



Hannah Stephenson said...

Wish I could be there in person!

Will you take some photos?

angela simione said...

hannah, i managed to snap a few pictures this time around. i don't know if they're any good but i'll get them up here soon. wish you could've been there too! that would've been perfect!

Marta Sanchez said...

Thank you amazing woman. I am imagining holding a rose in my hand. My mom's favorite were yellow roses. I totally appreciate this piece of yours seeing it without being there.

angela simione said...

thank you, marta! my mom's favorite were red, something i didn't even think about until after i started the project. an instinct toward her loves took over, i guess. the time i spent working on this project is so peaceful, so still and warm. wonderful. :)

Jane Lancaster said...

red roses... two gorgeous words when put together...something about red roses..i have some for valentine's day, big, fat and luscious..this inspires to give them to Pam tomorrow on my blog.. thanks Angela..

angela simione said...


sweet woman! yes! absolutely gorgeous and spectacular! you deserves them. it warms my heart that you'll give them to your sister tomorrow. i have completely lost track of the days! i had no idea until you left this comment that tomorrow is my holiday! i suppose it's to be expected that i'm off-kilter and a bit out of sorts. the valentines i'm mailing out will be a couple days late this year. :)