Once upon a time, Lisa and Adrienne worked for the same alternative newsweekly. Now, both spend their respective days mining their creative souls and leading hermit-like lives. And so an idea was hatched. Every week, one would send the other a sketch - either in illustration or word form - and the other would make a companion sketch. The result would be posted on both their blogs every week, just for grins. Even if the result isn't award-worthy, the exercise might make both minds more nimble. Hopefully.
This is the longest I’ve lived at the same address.
We moved every couple of years when I was a kid, from Delaware to Georgia to Chicago to Pittsburgh, all before I started first grade. Then from apartment to house to apartment to apartment to apartment before I graduated from high school. Then college. Then Texas and Tennessee then here. The house on Spruce. Now, the house on Cedar, where we’ve been for long enough that I can’t remember how long we’ve been here.
(My new requirement is that any place I live from this point on must be named after a conifer. One must have standards.)
The upside to moving so much was that stuff never really had a chance to accumulate when you have to pack it every few years. As much as I hate moving, I’m starting to see the upside. Or maybe it’s just time for a few well-contained fires.Text ©Adrienne Martini; illustration ©Lisa Horstman. Until the end of time. Or something.