Ladybird

This weekend I had the pleasure of photographing a goddess. . .My favorite yogi and dear friend Jami Larson. We headed out around 7 AM on Sunday morning with coffee and croissants, and two hours later arrived in the dream land known as the Salt Flats. I contiuously kept thinking the salt was snow, even as we roasted in the sun. . .and we had a brief encounter with an adorable British hunk who had been on a motorcycle since Boston and was on his way to San Francisco. An angel maybe?? He told Jami she had a ladybird in her hair. It was magical. . .

 

 

i had a dream i stood beneath an orange sky

My cute little sister just returned home from Southern Utah this past weekend and I couldn't help but post some photos. . .

{Emily + Charlie the baby goat & Draper the baby horse}

{who knew goats were this cute?}

{first meeting. . .obviously they're related}

{Avery!}

{Avery + Dad}

presh presh. . .

I love my family :- )

 

from twilight to twilight

Now that the weather is amazing, I've been taking little walks and bike rides around my neighborhood in hopes for some inspiration.  A few days ago I ended up at the Salt Lake Cemetery and inspiration was everywhere along the way. . .

{What is it about Airstreams?}

{I might consider going to church if its at a church this cute}

{one of the reasons I heart Salt Lake}

{grace}

{wisdom}

{beauty}

{I'm in awe by how much haunting reverence and beauty can exist in one place}

next on the list

This is my dream ring. . .

I'm only a little addicted to v-necks. . .

alone or as a set, these are magical. . .

 

Well, I've finally gone and done it. . .

My blog has a new home so if you happen to subscribe to or check it on occasion, please update your bookmarks and feeds! My website has been alive and well for a while now so I thought it was about time to host the blog from there. I'll also be using it for more of my own artistic updates instead of only random inspiration.

Thanks peeps!
xoxo

I'm looking up into the sapphire tinted skies

A quick update. . .

• I'm getting my passport this week!!! And I have some new ideas for letting my travel junkie loose.

• I got the bike out this weekend. . .she needs some love but I'm so excited to get riding! In a couple weeks I'm going to tackle the Legacy Parkway trail from Salt Lake to Farmington, do some birding, and take some photos.

• The Commitment Seminar starts Thursday! Seeing as how I could use a dose of commitment, I'm pretty stoked.

• Paul Van Dyk is coming to Salt Lake June 13th! The anticipation can't even be described.

Other than that, the weather has been amazing, even right now. . .its raining and smells like summer! I can't seem to get enough of hanging on the porch with beers and friends, walking around the Avenues, outdoor festivals, and daydreaming. Its going to be an epic summer. Now if I can only make it slow down a little bit. . .

let fall the flowers from your hair

Well, graduation is upon me. For real this time. Tomorrow marks what will be my very last math test ever (according current calculations anyway). I'm going to ace it and I'm pretty excited.

Between finals and planning a festival, the past two weeks have been intense so I'm looking forward to having accomplished a lot and having a sense of completion. There's big stuff down the road, but I haven't chosen anything specific yet, so the future is wide open. I can say this though: next week I'm taking off some days from work and its going to be an art party around the Single Shooter (aka my apartment). Photos specifically. I have a project for a friend that needs to get done and a few photo shoot ideas. Plus I think its time something different (not sure what) happens with my website. I might just transfer the url to blogger and go the free route. We'll see. Until then...here's to the calm after the storm!

xoxo

and I'm lost in the window, and I hide in the stairway and I hang in the curtain, and I sleep in your hat...

I've got something to say. . .

Tom Waits just is, as a matter of fact and common sense, the best musician ever to grace us with his art. I was reminded of this while reading this interview. . ."an American living treasure." I couldn't agree more. For being my favorite musician of all time, I don't give him enough shout outs. So the music aside (cause there's just too much for one blog), this is why I'm such a fan. . .

Because who else announces a tour like this?

Who else is this random?

Who else can do Bukowski justice?

Glad we got that cleared up.
: )

collected thoughts since last time. . .

• The sweet red tulips popping up all over the yard more than make up for my first visit from the "Avenues Alien" (aka: a centipede on steroids).
• There is much to be discovered anywhere you go if you go equipped with an inquiring mind.
• Eraserhead and Requiem for a Dream were enough trauma for one month. My heart is still skipping beats.
  
• Sunshine, rain, sunshine, rain, sunshine, rain. . .I could get used to this.
• I am going to ace my math final. You heard me. ACE.
  
• My new drop leaf table is begging to be mint green.
• I want some film buddies. Only requirements: must be nerdy and have a desire to go the the midnight movies at The Tower on a regular basis.
  
• Its time for long walks around Salt Lake, using the Polaroid, Chuck Taylors, and waking up early to do nothing.
• My dream man might look like Matthew Fox. Just saying. . .
• I can't get enough of Matt Nathanson for a while now. Not so much a fan of his newer, way overly produced stuff, but his older, live stuff reminds me of new love and road trips to the Great Northwest. . .

one too many mornings, and a thousand miles behind

I'm finding myself in a familiar place again, except with more insight this time. I suppose that's what life is all about anyway, the ebb and flow, but I'm having a hard time not making it wrong.

See, I think I'll always want the things I want, regardless of how unreasonable, until I accomplish them. Call it crazy, call it illogical, call it irresponsible, but I think sometimes we just know what we're made of even if we haven't successfully practiced those things in the past. Or maybe I'm just delusional.

Either way, I know San Francisco keeps calling my name. There's something to be discovered and to contribute there. I know I want to create art that reveals secrets about this world we live in. I know I want to make art that inspires positive change on any level. I know I want to take photos. I know I want to make films. I know I want to collaborate with other people. I know I want to see every corner of the world. I know I want to be my own boss. I guess where I get stuck is that I don't know if I'm capable. I don't know if an inherent desire is enough to even get started. But I'm sick and tired of reasons and my own self getting in my way.