the march goes on

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DEATHMARCH POETRY
oakland, ca
angela simione,  january 2015


this image and this text gains potency in these times of brutality.  the imperative to keep making this work, to keep making these marks, to always have a big black marker at the ready, grows and grows.


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2am

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DEATHMARCH POETRY
58th street, oakland CA
June 23rd, 2014
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THIS UNSHAKABLE LONELINESS

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under the overpass where so many people are sleeping in cars these days.


this unshakable loneliness
yarnbomb
angela simione, 2014

downtown

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THE WAY YOU NEED TO BE LOVED
19th and Broadway, Oakland CA
angela simione, 2014

this kind of work is so much fun to do.  :)

YOLO

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58th @ telegraph
oakland, CA 2014


walking home in the cold tonight through oakland, i came across a couch that had been abandonned on the side of the road and totally stripped of its skin. perfect canvas for an Ode to David Wojnarowicz.  this is an action i've been taking for close to two years now.  the text is taken from his essay THE SUICIDE OF A GUY WHO ONCE BUILT A SHRINE OVER A MOUSE HOLE which is one of the most affective, searing personal essays i've ever read.  David Wojnarowicz is one of my most favorite artists.  an instant beloved and i ache for his loss.  the art and writing he left in his wake is beyond tremendous and i am inspired every day by his endless bravery and daring.  he was in touch with his own mortality the way few people are and, fearlessly, the man created and loved and didn't apologize for either of those things.  if you haven't read the essay, get your hands on it.  get your hands on any/all of his work.  because make no mistake: one day this is going to be YOU, friend.  each and every last one of us is going to meet our end.

SMELL THE FLOWERS WHILE YOU CAN.


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DEATHMARCH

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never forget your big black marker at home. 

then suddenly, a moment. then suddenly, a means.

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Because it's Oakland and because I'm feeling a bit poetic and because I just so happened to stumble across an abandoned mattress when I just so happened to have a magnum Sharpie in my bag. Because the world needs more words. Because the world needs more poetry. Because the world needs bravery. Because the world could benefit from the influence of a few more brave, poetic girls. Anddddd because I've been drinking tequila. ;)

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beautiful evening

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sometimes a girl just doesn't feel like herself until she gets some art out in the streets.  :)

CRY HARDER

yarnbomb 

corner of Claremont and Forest in Oakland CA

angela simione, 2013

and again

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telegraph ave, oakland ca


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