MARITZA RUIZ-KIM

Artist, San Francisco Bay Area

Memorial Morning

I went to the Lafayette Crosses this morning. It’s not something I’ve been able to plan ahead to do. I can’t predict how I’ll feel the morning of, which is today. Would I want to stay snuggled in my warm Read more…


The Most Unorganized Imperfect Thing

Good morning. It’s Friday, January 13th, 2017. I started writing at 9am and it’s 12:30pm now. (Now it’s almost 1:30 as I fix to upload this after re-reading and minor editing. It takes me a long time to write/post.) This Read more…


The dream I dreamed.

A dream I had in mid-July: I was walking among houses that had paths between them. I walked a narrow path between the backs of some houses and got to a part where backyards opened up on both sides of Read more…


Part III: The End of Foreboding

“However many years a man may live, let him enjoy them all. But let him remember the days of darkness, for they will be many. Everything to come is meaningless.” “Cast your bread upon the waters, for after many days Read more…


Part II: The Middle of Somewhere

My mom and I still talk easily about death. We always have, because she is at peace. She talks about her last wishes and where she wants to be (near her mother.) My boys share my preoccupation-with/sensitivity-to death & disaster. Read more…


Part I: The Start of the End

Part I: The Start of the End Sometimes I have the opposite of that common fear: The Fear of Dying. Instead I have: The Fear of Living Too Long. I’m sure the two are related. Who’s to say how long Read more…


Breaking Waves

My last blog post was five months ago. I left off with the notion that sometimes things have to break before they become better. Break the ground to plant the seed. Prune the tree. Break up, break out. At the Read more…


Goodbye from here

I lost my nephew. He was in the army, in Afghanistan for 3 weeks, and now he’s gone. 22 years old, and gone. Married, a father to a little baby boy, and he’s gone. Now that death has visited my Read more…


Left standing, it’ll be all right.

1. I keep re-starting this art making. Re-starting after having two children (had I ever really stopped?); re-starting after the loss of the adoption we had in progress (my work in the studio became the answer to the hope I’d Read more…


Tree Blogging with @Platea (An Art Project with Unexpected Experiences) (renew links)

My contribution to @Platea’s participatory art Project VIII: Tree Blogging (Source Material found at plateastweets.blogspot.com) Title: John Muir, and then something happened (Installation + Text) by: Maritza Ruiz Kim materials: inkjet on vellum & canvas, wood veneer, gloss on vellum, Read more…


Getting to the Next Level

1. My boys play the wii. They love it, they obsess over it, it’s embarrassing. My 4yo, when he walks down the hall before daybreak, wiping the sleep out of this eyes, he talks about getting to the next level Read more…


My Little Friend

This is a link to blog I started for some of my best friends. Their seven year old daughter was diagnosed with Leukemia (AML) around Thanksgiving last year. Natalie’s Angels 


Carry Each Other

Thanksgiving Week is almost over. I spent the week all over the state of California, from here in the Bay Area of San Francisco down to San Diego, with many stops in between. It is Friday night 9pm, and we Read more…


Soldier On

I had this interesting conversation during this busy whirlwind weekend that is only half over. I was told that I seem to have it all together. It was a sweet & kind compliment. But… what? I want it, but I Read more…


Still Nothing, But Never Mind.

I’m just done with this. Another day of no blood, another negative test.  I’m done taking tests, done thinking I am pregnant, done thinking about every detail that I feel is happening to me. I talked to the OB’s office, Read more…


Distant Grief

That’s what you see when you see the videos coming out of China after the earthquake. We didn’t get much info out of Burma, although I know people there. I think. Or people I know, know people there. Anyway, I Read more…