We Made It

We’re in Texas!

Through 2020, grief, and all the packing and unpacking, we finally made it out to Pearland, TX.

After a year of packing and the emotional process of going through my mom’s things after her passing, we finally made the move in March.
I’ve had a lot of people ask me if I miss California and how I life Texas. The truth is, though, as long as I have space to create I’m good. It may take me a moment to acclimate, but generally I’m a pretty adaptable human being. As far as liking Texas — I just got here! But I do really enjoy the open sky and this strange, haunting beauty here. The sounds of toads and crickets in the night, the smell of dirt and rain in the air — this giant house I have now.

Still lots to do.

It feels like the boxes and organizing are never-eneding!

I’ve never lived in a house before, so as you can imagine I wasn’t prepared for the size OR the maintainence involved. But I’m taking the opportunity now to learn so that when I do own my own home (hopefully in the not so distant future), I’ll have all the knowledge under my belt. Plus I’m super excited to transform this space into an art hub for me and all my new art friends!

The strangest thing about this whole transition is that I keep finding myself coming back to the realization that my mom isn’t here for all the cool new things we’re doing and seeing. It’s a weird feeling. I didn’t realize I’d have to still be reminding myself of her absence even now. I keep a journal with letters to her just to make sure she’s up to date on all the juicy details of my life. I think she would have loved it here.