Post-urban post
So, I’ve decided that I’m not living in the suburbs. Instead, I’m going to call upon the full weight of my graduate work and refer to my living situation as “posturban.” The term has been used to describe a scholastic attempt at rethinking urban space and so on and so forth. For me, I’m applying the term to refer to the new trend of rich people moving into the city and poor people moving to the burbs. So, I’m not exactly a starving artist, but I’m also not exactly an heiress. And focusing on the business has necessitated some belt-tightening. Simultaneously I need more space. All of this is to say that a state-funded arts district (complete with tax breaks) just outside the city is perfect. And I still feel urban. But with more space. And greenery (which I didn’t realize how much I missed). Witness flowers growing in the backyard.
And random blackberry bush. Also in the backyard.
And most importantly, the newest member of the family, Honey.
She is a 5 year old rat terrier rescue that I found on PetFinder.com. And she’s a perfect studio companion who doesn’t want to eat the yarn (unlike the cats). We have a nice yard for her to play in and neighborhood where I feel totally safe walking her at night. Look for dog sweaters in the near future. All in all, I’m happy. Busy unpacking, but very happy.
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