A long time coming... Round 2

         With the summer nearly come and gone, I have officially failed as a blogger. Sometimes I feel really inclined to write about how I'm feeling and what's going on in my life but this summer hasn't brought anything worth writing about. It seems as though everything over the past few years leading up to this summer has been experience over comfort and yet this summer has become, a motto of the rock isn't going any where. Vacations, climbing trips, adventurous weekends have all been planned but haven't seem to happen. 

The road to the six shooters in Indian creek ut, another rock that's isn't going any where 

       I'm so dedicated to a job that I hate but can't seem to let it go. I make alright money, get benefits and everyday I get to talk about how much I love this desert tourist town. Doesn't sound so bad, right? Yeah, I like telling people about all the great things in Moab, but I'd rather show them. I'm an adventurer, an explorer, being at this desk, in this office drives me insane. I live in a place were adventure truly is endless, and what am I doing? Planning other peoples adventures. I need to give up this security blanket and be on my own adventures.

generic crack, Indian creek ut, my life represented as a climb, one long deep struggle. 

          I think a lot about the future, and all of the things I plan of doing with my life. Different jobs, different places, being successful, all of the things an adult should be thinking about it, and yet none of it seems to be happening. My life is on a timeline right now, but all the new things that are approaching aren't getting any closer. Two major vacations and a job change all only a few months away. But man oh man these months are dragging along.

Maybe this winter will be the time I make a name for myself. Being in the tourist industry is a great place to be but it's not where I want to be. I want to dive head first into the art world, and the climbing world. I want to be apart of those industries, and I finally have my foot in the door.

A small portion of what my foot in the door looks like. Outdoor retailer show in Salt Lake City  

Heart Land

So I'm finally back in Utah and I'm so much happier. It's funny when you know deep down exactly where you need and want to be but for some reason you're not there. I was welcomed with warm rains and starry skies. Even though I'm still struggling to make art, being happy it making it easier. I got my wonderful summer job back at the campground I worked at last year and I am now the social media and online store rep for my favorite climbing store in town. Things are looking up.

The desert is warm this time of year and with town being slow that means more adventures. With climbing, hiking, and camping at my finger tips, it's easy for me to find inspiration for new pieces. I'm continuing with my invisible cities concept, now including my experiences in Colorado. So be on the look out for those. I'm just amazed with my self on how this little desert town makes me so happy. I'm looking forward to this year more than any other.

In other news, I'm still looking for shows to be in, and more views and people interested in my work. I'm hoping that I can find some interest soon. I know it's not going to be easy but at least it's hard in a place that I enjoy being.

Dream chaser

Lately I've been talking a lot about my plans for the summer and my big dreams as an artist, traveler, and adventurer, while it is important to have goals and dreams but it's also important to enjoy the path that those dreams are taking you down. I often get so caught up in making plans and making things happen in the future that I forget to enjoy the now and make things happen right now. ​

With my lack of success that I've found in Denver, I've become even more anxious to make big plans for the summer. But moving here wasn't a complete bust, I've seen some places and things that I would have never seen this winter if it weren't for living here. And I discovered somethings about my self and realized that some of the things I thought I wanted, I actually don't want at all. 

I thought I wanted the big city life with a huge art community and tons of things to do every weekend but it turns out, I'm not city girl, nor am I a social butterfly. I repeatedly escape to the near by mountains and foothills for some solidarity. Places like Rocky Mountain National Park, the flat irons of boulder, and the Garden of the Gods have become the reasons why I love Colorado.  

So while I'm busy chasing my art dreams, it's a slow chase full of mountains, desert, friendship, and enjoying every step of this crazy adventure we call life.