18 May 2018

Take me back to places I feel loved in / Maybe failing that take me to Boston

As is well-publicised by this point, most of my close friendships are long distance. In Baz Luhrmann’s “Everybody’s Free (to Wear Sunscreen)” he says “Understand that friends come and go but for the precious few you should hold on / Work hard to bridge the gaps in geography and lifestyle.” I heard that for the first time a few years ago, and they have been rattling around my brain ever since. This concept has especially been evident these past few months as I’ve been flying to and fro to my friends in different cities across the states (Bay Area, Denver, New York, and Boston in to be specific). 

I think it’s foolish to believe that everyone with whom you’re best suited would live in close proximity. Because out of all the many people in the world, what’s the likelihood that those special people would be close by?

That being said, those who both live far away and are very close to me were brought into my life in funny ways. I often look at those relationships and think “it’s a miracle our paths ever crossed.” One friendship began at a brunch one december; another began because our perspective groups of friends happened to be lost in the same area at the same time; another began in the French Alps.

My friendship with Mady happens to be the latter. We met at a camp in the French Alps during the summer of 2014. We were attending with groups of other American students from our home cities to help French students with their English. I clearly remember her introducing herself to me on the first day and the stupid shit I said as a response. Over those three weeks, we became so freaking close. Between then and now, we’ve been on 10 trips together, most of it being me flying out to the East Coast, but there have been Chicago trips, road trips to Philadelphia, and most recently, a Paris-Amsterdam trip.

I want to say that this most recent trip was much different that the rest. But it wasn’t, really. It was like all the others — filled with laughter and sick obsessions and going out to explore. But during this trip I felt a much stronger sense of security and belonging. Over the past year, I’ve been working through the process of reclaiming my body and making it a home for myself. I’m just now realizing how dissociated I am from my body and I’ve been having to heal from some really intense issues. Because of this, I’m much more adept at detecting and ruminating in spaces in which I feel safe or secure. Being in the Platteel family home last weekend — a place in which I have been many times before — felt really profound. It felt like a home and her family felt like my own. It was picturesque and lovely in the simpliest way: focusing on connection and presence. In a way, it was incredibly healing. But it made it really hard to leave, and I had an emotional hangover for a few days following my arrival home.

The idea of home is something that I have been fascinated with — both in terms of psychology and art. I created these illustrations to somehow capture my adoration towards this little house outside of Boston and tried to capture that sense of belonging felt there.

As always, I’ve created a city guide with my favorite spots in Boston. This time, I mapped out all the locations on Google Maps. If you’d like to access the map and save it if you plan to visit the city, you can get it here! 

1. Union Square Donuts
2. Queen of Swords 
3. Loyal Supply Co.
4. Bloc Cafe
5. niche
6. Lamplighter Brewing Co.
7. Loyal Nine
8. Curio Coffee
9. MIT Museum
10. Flour Bakery
11. Tatte Bakery 
12. Grasshopper
13. Isabella Stewart Gardner Museum
14. Museum of Fine Arts
15. Hojoko
16. Hall
17. Terra
18. All Too Human
19. Brattle Bookshop
20. Boston Public Market
21. Gracenote Coffee
22. FoMu
23. Olive and Grace
24. niche
25. Loco Taqueria

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