This Thanksgiving my family drove up to visit my sister and her family in Redding. We went up to see where our childhood houses burnt down in Old Shasta and the first one is on Victoria overlooking the valley. We visited the house we first lived in for over a year, before we moved into the one in Old Shasta which we were in s long time before my parents split, our dad still lived there but we hadn’t spoke since I was 19. The first pic is the property where our first house was. The elementary school I went to before 5th was saved. Which was across from our dad’s house. I was sick with a cold so I didn’t visit any old friends. I plan to come up more often. I miss it up there so much. In these pics where the sawdust is , is where the House was. The fireplace remains are off to the side. I took s brick to keep. I guess FEMA came through and cleared all the rubble. I debated on posting but then I realized my new work is inspired by this. My vulnerability as an artist is already out there. This is just the “back” story to it. Maybe it’ll help people to realize the truth behind my work. Well, recently anyhow. #oldshasta #redding #carrfire #forestfire #fire #california #hometown #rain #thanksgiving