There were Indian chai’s shared with the best men and blue hued mountains to be hiked.
There were silhouettes of people I love against backdrops of adventure.
There were hours of uninterrupted time to create… collage… pour…
There were beaches of powdered sand and mountains of crystalline snow.
There were many times in the last six months where I missed home endlessly.
There were times when I was so full of the moment I lacked for nothing.
These were the moments in between.
I found the perfect quote on Katie Kendricks blog: Joyously Becoming, for how I think we all feel about Katie!
“Courage is to tell the story of who you are with your whole heart.”
~ Brene Brown
She arrives with her whole self.
She tells her story with her whole self.
Over and over she demonstrates the courage of this quote.
In how she smooshes paint around paper… In how she delights in the beauty of dangling tree branches.
In how she hugs you, laughs with you and see’s the world.
Thank you my dear for sharing who you are with all of us. xo
(All photo’s taken at the luscious and incredible Call of the Wild Soul Ghost Ranch Art Retreat by: Erin Faith Allen)
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In the Chama River valley north of Sante Fe, we found the bones of this beautiful home crumbling in it’s own wild beauty.
Orly is no stranger to finding beauty in the decomposing, the oddity, the strange places. And THIS is exactly why I love her.
Her art speaks for itself, if you ever get a chance to met her, you will inevitably be lit up with her wisdom and hilarity.
A brilliant badass that I feel… well… pretty damn lucky to have been around for two whole weeks at Call of the Wild Soul, Ghost Ranch.
“There was nowhere to go but everywhere, so just keep on rolling under the stars.”
-Jack Kerouac
Roll on Momma Tumbleweed… Roll on…
(All photo’s taken at the luscious and incredible Call of the Wild Soul Ghost Ranch Art Retreat by: Erin Faith Allen)
Chicago was the first place I ever paid to travel too alone. After a messy break up I bought a ticket and went.
She was the city of many firsts. The first place I got drunk in. The first place I roamed aimlessly photographing for no reason other than the need to do it. The first place I tested my boundaries. I bought a kimono and cow boy boots and felt alive. Somehow in those streets I found a piece of me that I didn’t know was there. Bravery…
Many years later I am here with my love beginning a chapter in our lives I thought I would never be taking. But I am, oh so glad we are!
This place always buzzes with an energy I cannot explain, but I know others feel it too. There is something inexplicably beautiful about Chicago. I feel a rush of creative bliss flow out of me each time I set foot on her soil. It seems only right to begin our lives as a Navy couple here. With her snow covered grounds and her towering buildings, we embarked on the biggest decision of our lives. Ok maybe marriage was the biggest decision, but this is a very, VERY close second!
I flew in on Christmas Eve due to the most delightful plane ticket gifted to me by a cousin. She and her husband wanted my love and I to be able to spend Christmas day together! Which was the sort of magical day that words do not really capsulate, so I won’t begin to try. The next few days flew by in bursted blurs. Some moments being wildly fun and others inching by as we grew close to graduation… I sat waiting eagerly. Sight seeing, taxidermy and the most amazing food punctuated my days. Until, of course I was with him again. Because being with him usually trumps everything else. 10 days in this wintery city flew by faster than I thought possible. It already feels like the distant past.
“I was in love with the place
In my mind, in my mind
I made a lot of mistakes
In my mind, in my mind
You came to take us
All things go, all things go
To recreate us
All things grow, all things grow
We had our mindset
All things know, all things know
You had to find it
All things go, all things go
If I was crying
In the van with my friend
It was for freedom
From myself and from the land”