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.
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 was a week ago today that I was in the ski accident. The ski accident where I lost control. Couldn’t gain control. The ski accident where I hit a tree. With my face. Whiplash. Lost consciousness. Blood everywhere. The ski accident when I broke my nose and cheekbone and bit through my lip. The … Continue reading I want to be here.
I can’t let 2012 slip into the memories without genuinely declaring it the best year yet. The blahg took a hit, I know I didn’t give you much here, but real life flourished. I got to… • ski in Missoula with friends old and new. • celebrate my amazing manfriend with many Missoula friends at … Continue reading real life flourished.
The death plague that I’ve contracted from Jackson has given me pause with opportunity to document how wonderful the trip was. I didn’t get to spend time with all my favorite lovelies, but I did get to soak up some supreme mountain time. [no energy for captions or correct spacing. just good times galore.] … Continue reading fox in the snow, diamond in the sky.
This is what Missoula looks like today from my view: The story I’m about to tell did not have the same snowy setting, but it was colder… about 20 degrees. This is what the door to our apartment looks like: Evan and I live nextdoor to this lovely woman named Suzie… who I hardly ever … Continue reading van me twice.
After getting back from a [wonderful, wonderful] trip to Texas, I came home to Evan’s lovely family visiting us. They left the next day and Evan and I both would’ve guessed that we would just end up sleeping for the following 24 hours. Instead, we went on a little road trip. It was ah-mazing. Just … Continue reading VAN ROADTRIP // november twenty-twelve.