Things have been absolutely insane/awesome lately. I hate being too busy to have dancing dinners with Evan, call my mom to just talk, hug my friends after laughing about nothings, and go running/climbing/hiking/do anything that resembles exercise.BUT things in the rest of life have been so rewarding.I recently won a writing contest! Well, I got… Continue reading the alive work.
Tonight felt so much like what this used to feel like. Evan is gone. Backpacking. And this feels alone like I used to be. Alone. Staying up late, working on projects, drinking wine, listening to this: This whole album. And flipping through an old friend of a book, trying to help a commenter who got… Continue reading frictioning geometry.
There will soon be a summer round up. [because this summer has just been so so good.] And mayhaps a Dregs of Summer // Volume II. For now, know that I've been thinking of you. And the warmth of summer that you live in will not fade yet; I won't let it. Here is what… Continue reading the warmth of summer that you live in.
wrote this down today: don't know why it rang so true today, but it did. I mean, it's not like I've ever done things I hate… but now I'm adamant on doing things I love. all the things I love, so many things… those. there's this photography project that I am very much in love… Continue reading random thoughts for may second.
Wish I was keeping up with you more. I don't even know what I'm music I'm listening to lately, otherwise I'd share. I've been working on a lot this semester; loving school. This is a video I made for a work blahg post: And I've been doing this social media study: Oh! I can't stop… Continue reading something beautiful.
It's been two weeks now and I had hoped to talk to you about something other than my accident. The good news is that I'm looking good for a woman who tried to take out a tree with her face… It even looks better than that, but I can't get myself to take photos of… Continue reading sixty-five percent water.
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.
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.
so many things are just so bright. [the excitement inside.] first off, get excited with me. listen to this song and dance through the rest of reading this... i am working on final projects for my first semester of grad school... eee! it feels so right. filled with creative energy, i want to create, collaborate… Continue reading results are almost.
to celebrate, let me show you some of my favorites... this will always be the most hilarious halloween video ever made: i definitely held true to this theorya of halloween costumes... since i went as billie jean king and my bearded manfriend went as bobby riggs... i don't know how i feel about how easily… Continue reading HAPPY HALLOWEEN!
Sitting up, way too late... waiting for animation/videos to upload. Thinking about getting coffee last week and having a conversation with one of my fave baristas... – Hi, I'm here for my second round. – Oh, that's right, you started school. How's it going? – Pretty good. – Is this your only semester or do… Continue reading all the tiny floodgates.
As sad as I am that I haven't been blahgging, it's way more tragic that I haven't been journaling. I read a quote about journaling that really hit me. I can't remember what it said [because apparently i write nothing down these days], but paraphrasing, it said, "People who say they keep a journal but… Continue reading ready for the next arrow.
In the playroom of the home I grew up in [until ryland came along and it was bedroom number three], we collected felt flags. Everywhere we went: baseball games, amusement parks, national parks, etc., we got a flag. To hang up in the playroom. So when I saw this... I was immediately brought back. I… Continue reading that’s a cold-ass honkey.
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.
It's a troubling time of wanting to go back. To anything, everything. Two of our dearest Missoula friends are in Jackson right now, at the Bike-In Movies: The poster was designed by moi... which makes it even harder not being there. Talking with Sarah on the phone, telling her where to go around town, I… Continue reading wanting to go back to jackson, saturday, greece, italy and then wanting to go back to now.
i am thoroughly obsessed with this: Wes Anderson's color palette. [made by beth matthews.] as soon as it came out, i've been drawn to the color palette of Life Aquatic. that silver-ish light blue, the aqua, the gold. even as recently as trying to figure out what color of paint to try something like this… Continue reading it takes me away.
In reference to my last post, I saw this on the interwebs this morning: ...and it really did move me. In the midst of getting what I believe to be a stress-cold, it's encouraging to know that I can do it. Anything. I can do things. I can choose to soar. I can believe that… Continue reading so she did.