It makes my heart ache just writing this but it’s official: I’m moving out of the most adorable city in the world. I’ve had a great three-year run and my time here has shaped and changed me in ways that’s still difficult to comprehend. I’m pretty sad to go but I’m also really excited for what is in store for me. My future is still yet to be determined and it’s always exciting to dive into the unknown. All I know for now is that I’m getting on an airplane back to the motherland and regrouping in hot hot Texas for a bit. Then, who knows? Only time will tell.
The first weeks of being in Amsterdam.
Beautiful houseboats, beautiful canals.
I will miss you dappermarkt!
Queens Day, aka the best party in the world
Summer in Oosterpark
Crashing gallery openings
There’s more than prostitution in Amsterdam windows.
So many parties in this house.
I will miss the bicycle more than anything.
Winter, houseboat, boyfriend!
They love dem flowers here.
A short film I made when I first moved to Amsterdam.