The Source of My Crazy
When I was in high school I was a socially awkward, chubby, volleyball playing artist in a new school whereContinue Reading
When I was in high school I was a socially awkward, chubby, volleyball playing artist in a new school whereContinue Reading
Four states in four days. That was the plan for my annual adventure. It was shorter than usual by aContinue Reading
Normally I plan my projects well in advance. As I draw one subject, the back of my mind is alreadyContinue Reading
They come around every year. Those holidays that really aren’t holidays. You don’t get a paid day off from work.Continue Reading
Anyone who knows me even a little knows that I am a big supporter of saving our planet from climateContinue Reading
It was a hot day, all those years ago, when my parents left me at my college dorm with myContinue Reading
I’m not what anyone would call a religious person. I was raised in a catholic household, but do not practiceContinue Reading
It’s a warm day in the city, but not as warm as the day before. A breeze blows benignly. AContinue Reading
When I left for work this morning, the sun peaking out from behind the occasional cloud. A beautiful late springContinue Reading
My bags overflowed with hiking gear, photography equipment, and many pairs of socks. Utah’s national parks were all on myContinue Reading
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