01: a coolness coming.

this space has been calling me back. an intentional space where I can be creative without algorithm or supervision. climbing out of the past 16 months is a little brighter than I thought it would be. so good in a lot of ways, but a little blinding in others. I have completely hunkered down with…

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…

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…

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…

to be counted present.

I was obsessed with #ALLMYMOVIES. In exactly the way you'd expect of me, I was obsessed—thought it was beautiful/brilliant. I watched it constantly and stared at Shia LaBeouf in a way I have never stared at him… or any celebrity… or maybe any human… I stared at him like the emotional project that it was.…

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…

merry + bright.

I'm up to my ears in final projects and films for the semester and I've lost my manfriend to his new mistress — the library/studying for finals. but somehow we found time to find a tree and find each other. I love this time of year… maybe more than ever before. being in the mountains…

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…

I am one and the same, I am useful and strange.

There is not a break in life. I find myself saying yes to everything and wanting more. I find myself working hard and still wanting to create at the end of the day. I love this. I get this from my father. He would work all day at the post office then come home, put…

the warmth of summer that you live in.

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…

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…

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…

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…

it’s all the sudden.

Funny how we get so used to our sunshiney days. The jorts [jean shorts... obvi], the over-sized sunglasses, the bikes abounding... The nights of a light sweater.  More bikes.  Dinner at 9 because it's finally getting dark.  Still in jorts. And then a breeze comes, a chill and so different from yesterday, you want to…

i will not be moved by it.

[by mathiole.] this is for all those enduring rainy days.  they can be gorgeous, right?  yes. i tried to think of a song to go with rainy days... but i am only listening to one song lately... and i can only find it here: http://www.dailymotion.com/video/xhmt9k_the-kills-dna-blood-pressure-free-mp3-link_music

biting, sinking.

Favorite song of the moment: But don't you stop listening to JLM: Man, I wish I could go to this... The travel bug is biting, sinking his teeth in hard. Could it be the cold, cold rain that blew my hood off when trying to run to a brewery haven tonight?  Mayhaps. But then there…

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…

we can get along.

Checked the mail today.  Held in my hands a bunch of stuff I don't want, I don't need, that's not supposed to be for me... but then there was amazingness... Today was a late Christmas... Today was love... [expressed in haikus.] photos of bardman to add to the collection cannot get enough. a t-rex santa?…

portland.

  [wish i could take credit for the dinos, but alas, i cannot: http://www.buzzfeed.com/ihatedinosaurs/hipster-dinosaurs-ppz?ref=nf%5D

“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…