a photo, a poem

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just so you know...

angela simione, 2008

fear and portraiture...

ah mannnnnnn... i've got a doctor's appointment this morning that i forgot all about. geez. i really don't want to go. i hate the doctor's office. hate, hate, HATE. i always get nervous they're gonna ask me to do something humiliating... like take all my clothes off and call everyone in to the room to poke and prod and gawk and comment. not all that far fetched, actually. something along those lines happened once and, now that i think of it, i should have sued or at least complained and got that doctor in trouble but that doesn't have anything to do with today and there should be no reason for the removal of clothing at this particular appointment. at any rate, i've been pacing back and forth since i woke up. i'm all anxiety. silly. i'll go, i'll go. i'll be a good little girl and do what i'm told, i suppose. ugg. maybe it'll give me something to write a poem with. that's looking at the bright side, right? ha! art-nerd alert! :)

i think it's safe to say i've been on quite the poetry kick for the passed few weeks. probably due to my two mini-vacations and being away from my paint, but it sure has been nice. i got a bit of painting done yesterday now that i'm back at home and it felt really good and i kept bouncing back and forth between my canvas and my notebook, one practice feeding the other.

the redaction pieces i've been making have become quite a nice tool in my bag as well. when i first started making them about two years ago, i had no idea what i'd use them for, all i knew was that i liked them and felt like it was a beneficial thing to do. i've always seen them as art-pieces in their own right and want to frame a whole bunch of them, but lately i've been using them for book-making and poetry stuff like the one in my post below. but not all of them will get used that way. some of them are meant to stand alone- act as a little scrap of evidence... allude to a lost history or identity... to talk about loss and silence and fragmentation. they are portraits in their own right. little biographies. the dangle of a secret.


and i am sleeping in my battle
9.25" x 6"
redacted book page
angela simione, 2009

history...

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angela simione, 2008

nameless...

after consuming enough coffee to murder a small donkey and struggling with installing, un-installing, and re-installing photo programs this morning i'm finally back to being technologically competent. big sigh of relief.

this is the mess i made all over the gallery floor yesterday...




and this is the drawing i made during my two hour time slot...



unnamed drawing
15" x 11"
graphite and masking tape on paper
angela simione, 2009

i stopped drawing every now and then to chat with strangers and enjoy a glass of wine with a sweet woman named maggie that seemed to really know where the work was coming from. i love it when that happens: the mind-meld with a complete stranger... an affinity that goes beyond class or status or clothes or all the other arbitrary markers of a person's type and kind... just two humans with a whole slew of commonalities that don't need to be talked about or sorted out because you already understand each other and no explanations are necessary. lovely.



detail


these sisters are, as of now, unnamed.

the joys of redaction...

it's a great way to build a poem:


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angela simione, 2009

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i'm thinking about making a book out of my huge collection of these - a single poem. a while back i made a long scroll out of these; so long that photographing it was pretty pointless because it just looked like a huge, white stripe. one of those things you gotta see in person to appreciate, i suppose. at any rate, it's a nice little marriage between the written and visual arts. and scratching out the printed words feels nice too.

this afternoon...

while waiting for paint to dry...



untitled (sisters 6)
15" x 11"
graphite and masking tape on paper
angela simione, 2009




detail

order of the day...

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angela simione, 2008