a year and a half ago i somehow convinced renee into moving to portland, when and where i was still sleeping on couches and trying to find comfort in a new city. she had been living in minnesota with her boyfriend for a while and we hadnt seen each other since we both lived in michigan, years prior. we made it work and lived in a one bedroom apartment for a few months, sharing a mattress pad on the hardwood floors and chain smoking in a nonsmoking room. we ate pickles for dinner and somehow afforded endless mugs of coffee at a cafe three blocks away. we eventually found a house to share with some friends and slept in rooms across from each other, giggling every time we heard the other fart or making love. a year later we moved into yet another house, the house im currently living in, with rooms adjacent from each other. i would wake her up almost every morning, except for the season where she had a day job, was attending college and was awake before the birds. now shes moving to new york city, in a week, and we’re both doing our own thing and equally excited for one another.
we left her at the airport last night, as shes seeing her family in michigan first. i’m proud of renee, in the most cheesy and sisterly way possible, and it is one of the most incredible experiences to be able to watch her grow and grow together, too. she’s off to new york and i have my own trip in the works and will be leaving in a couple of months. fortunately, ill be in new york next friday for a week, to help her settle in and introduce her to friends. once i leave new york im not sure when i’ll see her again, but im not scared or worried in the slightest. we’re not inseparable or overwhelmingly dependent on one another, we’re just sisters. it’s just like photographing her, it’s that inexplainable inspiration that i get from her. photographing renee is so similar to making self portraits, we rarely have to say anything to each other, it’s just a spiritual connection that doesnt need explanation or fluff.
i took this photograph last weekend when we had a fundraising sale at our house, to get rid of all of our belongings together. it’s so satisfying to simplify and move on, consciously. i think thats why we’re both so addicted to traveling, and why neither of us are particularly sad when its time to say “goodbye.” we know we’ll see one another sometime soon…ish.