Tita PV and I stood in the empty house on Saturday morning. The house was going to be turned over to the owner. She said the house empty already felt sad, but what a beautiful house it was. It really is a beautiful house. An open plan with green gardens front and back. The plants always lush, the vines red and thick. We had moved out. She asked me "were you shocked at how much you had accumulated?"
120 boxes. That's what we packed up from the house. And that's not even counting the art that we pre-packed and sent to the gallery for storage. When I moved in three years ago, there were twelve boxes plus a bed and a couch. The things collected over the 36 months were exponential. There was so much stuff, and as we had a lot of rooms and storage, they disappeared into the house.
At this point we have given away: a full and a queen bed, my orange couch, a television, three boxes of clothes, one box of shoes, and boxes of smaller items that we had completely forgotten we had. I expect we will be giving away more when we unpack in the adventure called Living Elsewhere.
Tita PV visited Living Elsewhere yesterday. Said it was wonderful, that it was a great find and a great idea. We got a "Congratulations Darling, at may hangin na di ko akalain" from her. Very happy we are.
The rule now is, for every one thing we get, we have to give away two.
Image: Wire Tuazon, Untitled, collage, 1999 (courtesy of Raymond Lee)
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