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.
Showing posts with label sweaters about death. Show all posts
Showing posts with label sweaters about death. Show all posts

Oct 5, 2012

TONIGHT



461 9th Street  Oakland, CA



the red dress or the black dress? hope to see you there! BYOB and dance in the street!



Jun 26, 2012

i am a hopeful girl




horrible memories beautiful dreams
crochet
angela simione, 2012

Oct 22, 2011

red text
















the sweaters make me think i should start thinking about performance. they are very performative, no? i love seeing them all together like this. you can see them all together too in just a few weeks at the Stemma Cell show at Craftswoman House in Pasadena. mark your calenders. a big red X (kiss).

Jun 27, 2011

not a contest.

stare at me. i'll stare at you. there's something to it.









THOU SHALT DIE
hand-crocheted sweater
angela simione, 2011