Photography by Alex Ry & Sé Kipp
You can't plan for everything in life, but moving is almost a certainty, and one that most folks spend much time searching for, seeking out, and finding their next abode. We have had to do this too. We looked all around our favorite neighborhoods, hit the "refresh" button a thousand times while our eyes glazed over from staring at the computer screen, and drove around scribbling down every name of any tall, brick, floor-to-ceiling windowed building that ever existed in the city. Yes, it was that kind of hiatus.
...drove around scribbling down every name of any tall, brick, floor-to-ceiling windowed building that ever existed in the city.We did this up until the eleventh hour - two weeks before the big red circled date on the calendar, the one that read, "Move out or will kindly be escorted out." I would be lying if I said we didn't panic, blame one another for being too picky, or just flat out argue every time we talked about our current situation at hand.
That Monday morning, I happened to come across an ad for a little apartment in one of our top choice neighborhoods. I made an executive decision (after I told my husband I would make this executive decision), and called to see if we could stop by to take a look at the original 1920's charmer.
My first thoughts were this: dusty, dirty, diamond in the rough.We brought in-hand our deposit, and in-mind a sense of anxiety as we approached what could be our next home. My first thoughts were this: dusty, dirty, diamond in the rough. It also had more character than I expected. We were far from sure of what we were getting ourselves into, but isn't that how it usually goes? That relationship, that business plan, that graduate program, etc.
We've cultivated a space to fit our needs and give us retreat.At the time, we didn't know what we were committing ourselves to, but here we are. We've cultivated a space to fit our needs and give us retreat. A space to foster creativity and grow in community.
Our happenstance home.