181 Irving Avenue

Sally came to live with me. I knew she would be mine, there was never any doubt.

My neighbor Talisha drew me some flowers. Her little brother wrote "FUCK YOU" on my front door.

I painted a yellow man in watercolor. I need to do more watercolor.

I took care of a good dog named Griffin. He just wanted to eat, walk sometimes, and sit around and look at me.

Sally looked sassy on my desk. We had nice light in the Irving Avenue place.

Sally on the yard table at 181 Irving Avenue. I've never had such a loyal and companionable cat.

Sally stretched in the backyard. Just a little bit before we moved to New Orleans.

I moved out of 181 Irving Avenue. I paid a guy to help me move and he stole my house key.