So many changes…

The last 5 months:

I moved to a new city with my boyfriend. Started a new job at a bakery. Set up the new apartment. Finally got around to setting up the new studio.


My dear cat buddy Franklin passed away. Image

I quit my job. I had some good quality bonding time with my kind of neurotic cat Panda.

Who is now less neurotic as the solo cat in the family. Image

I started working in studio like crazy because I didn’t have a job. Image

I got a new job (that I have yet to start). I continued to work in studio like crazy. And I cooked a lot of food. 


Moving to a new city has given me the opportunity to start anew. I decided to change my line of work (baking) to something that is less taxing on my hands. I wasn’t able to work in studio as much as I wanted to because I was tired all the time and my hands were really stiff. Now that I no longer work in a bakery, baking at home is fun again. And I don’t feel like sleeping all the hours that I’m not at work. In a few weeks, I start a new job at a community college as a note take for students with disabilities. I’m excited to be working in an academic environment. After a year and a half out of grad school, I finally realized that I miss being in school (well, at school). Plus, I get to sit in on classes that I never took while I was in art school.

I’m still trying to carve out a space for myself in this city. Autumn and unemployment have been mentally invigorating. Working in the studio and selling jewelry again has helped me stay focused on things that I can control (and not freak out about being unemployed). My wonderful boyfriend has been super supportive of my life choices. We even get to hang out a little more than we used to.


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