brightness. back with me.

The weeks have been bright. There was pulling off the surprise for the best party for my best friend with her best friends: Then there was a perfect Missoula trip for work: One of the nights in Missoula, I ended a wine/inspiration/gossip-fueled dinner at one of my favorite restaurants with a colleague and decided I… Continue reading brightness. back with me.

You Can Be Here.

[this was mostly written on tuesday evening. it took me a while.] I wouldn't know how else to write this. To be half-disappointed in myself because I had three drinks with a friend/coworker at our local haunt. But then to know that if I told my friend Dale about my disappointment he would slyly smile… Continue reading You Can Be Here.

let’s make up dances.

I'm into defining my years. Naming them. Calling them out. I've had the bad year: circa 2009. Then there were fours years in between that escaped official titling. I was feverishly tornado-ing through life and the west, looking for purpose, creativity, love, adventures, paychecks, and more purpose. I picked Evan up on the way and we kept on… Continue reading let’s make up dances.

oh, so randomly. there you are.

In a new place, a disarming week(end) hits twice as hard. You look to so many things to find a bit of yourself again. And then you find yourself on the floor. Sitting in front of the speakers. Watching/listening to this again: http://www.npr.org/templates/event/embeddedVideo.php?storyId=396379992&mediaId=396382139 And there you are. I love love her voice. I love love… Continue reading oh, so randomly. there you are.

A Love Letter. Re: 20/Nothing.

Dear All, I can't believe I haven't talked about 20/Nothing on this here blahg. The whole International Documentary Challenge was an insane, amazing experience. Through one of Missoula's craziest blizzards, Sarah Meismer, Caitlin Hofmeister, Josef "Tuna" Metesh, and myself spent five days making a film we love about a guy we love: Evan Smith. We… Continue reading A Love Letter. Re: 20/Nothing.

it’s a beautiful junkshow.

Welp, I'm in full-blown grad school now. I mean, I'm going to school part time and working full time. Which means this might not happen very often anymore... this here blahgging. Or maybe it will. Maybe I'll be procrastination [like right now] and blahgging instead of reading, designing, animating, recording, etc. This has already been… Continue reading it’s a beautiful junkshow.

felt so close to the me.

Snow has covered everything... making everything seem fresh, new. Exhaustion exudes from me, but there is so much to share. Here are some selects before my bed wins her game of seduction... //love this cover. //obsessed with these insides. http://en.blogotheque.net/2011/02/04/stars-en/ //felt so close to the me of another time. http://fashionista.com/2011/12/see-the-full-girl-with-the-dragon-tattoo-for-hm-collection/ //been spending a lot of… Continue reading felt so close to the me.

what was that world i was dreaming of?

Things have been foggy [from the day/nyquil], but oh, so beautiful.  It's like my body told me to slow down, stop being so worried about tomorrow, next week, next month, forever from now. Made me remember a lot of loveliness. Then I heard this song and fell in love again... and thought of my dearest… Continue reading what was that world i was dreaming of?

alone. empowered. beautiful.

[feelings oh, so familiar.] Last night I went to a TreeFight event [nice logo, eh?] at the Center for the Arts featuring the amazing work of Thais Beltrame. Walking around, I was instantly moved by her work... It was like a story, an on-going epic... Moving...         I could go on and… Continue reading alone. empowered. beautiful.

“the crane really brings out your eyes.”

I saw 500 Days of Summer about a year ago. I love it.  And I'm not sorry.  I rented it a couple day ago and have probably watched it at least four times since. It's such a real, creative, honest story about boy meets girl. It's about the good times... The those times... The hard… Continue reading “the crane really brings out your eyes.”