This past week I've been getting to know Celeste's friends in the area, and generally absorbing the whirlwind of travel, changes, and socializing over the last month and a half. It is now June, the roses have come into bloom all around the city this week making an even more delicious palate for the eye. Celeste had her first visit with a midwife, I've been looking around at job possibilities, and Lost had it's season finale (whew!) this past week.
I'm doing my best to work on some sketches when I can, very much aware of the trove of paints, inks, pens, papers and general supplies I dug up while in Massachusetts... awaiting my attention. Slowly I'm coming out of travel-mode, considering projects to take up in my evenings and roads leading back to opening the shop.
We have just come back from a delicious brunch at Marcos Cafe here in SW Portland, looking forward to a leisurely day of chores and craft. The blogging from the road trip is almost at an end, though most everything after Little Bighorn was the most fun around every corner. More soon!
This is the story of moving to Portland, OR from the east coast to be in the company of family, friends, and fellow artists. I'm an illustrator, bookseller and printmaker with an Etsy shop in its second year. This place brings together the business of the businesses I love, the rich creative life, and witness to my new nephews as they discover this world.
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