If you ask me I will tell you.
If you ask me I will tell you the long story about how I came to live in Austin, TX. I will tell you of how my wife and I put everything on one card, how we took a deep breath and dove head first into the great unknown.
We dreamed a lot. People called us crazy. We dreamed big and somehow, through a mix of good fortune and some divine intervention, we came here with nothing and slowly started building up something new.
If you ask me, I can tell you stories. Some of them are happy and some are sad. Like all our lives, I suppose.
This is my story; I was born in Sweden and lived there until July 27 2009, when my wife, our 13 year old cat and I got on a plane to start a new life. We have struggled a lot since then. We’re still struggling, but we live in this beautiful neighborhood that we are in love with.
Some of the artwork I have done in the past year is from around this neighborhood and I want to show it to you. I want somebody else but me and my wife and our two new cats to see my art. The closet doesn’t do my drawings any good, really. I want you to see it and I want you to tell your friends about my art, if you like it.
Because I love living here so much, the struggle seems so much easier. Every morning as I leave the apartment to go to work, I take a deep breath and inhale this wonderful warm, humid air and I smell the flowers and I say good morning to the grackles and the doves and the Blue Jay singing away. I love this neighborhood. It is home.
“Blanco by the Fire Station”
Colorpencil on paper
28 X 28