• Deep Thoughts

    The Story of A House

    The question where are you from has always stumped me as I had moved a bunch of times before the age of 12. But in 1989, the summer between my 6th and 7th grades in school, my mom bought the house that I would have more memories from than any other place I have lived. I never think of this house as the house that I grew up in as I was just shy of my teens when we moved there. But when I look back on all the aspects of my life that happened in that house I know that no other house will ever hold more memories. I remember sitting…

  • Organizing

    House progress…

    I’ve been running a mad dash for the past week trying to get the house pulled together before the chaos of the holidays, and I think it’s going pretty well so far.  As there are only 5 weeks (5 weeks!!) of ship time left for the season at Manic Trout and a show every weekend until Christmas, it’s time to chain myself to my studio.  So not to leave you out of the loop, below are some pics from the house as it is now.  Adam bought us both olloclips and the fish eye is perfect for capturing an entire room, so I have been snapping the progress on my phone.…