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.

Constant

Goals and aspirations are what's keeping me going at this moment in my life. Two and a half short months ago I made a choice to leave my heartland in search for something more. Hoping to find art, community, and a warm welcome in the big city of Denver Colorado. Unfortunately I've now spent those two and a half months serving bagels and making coffee for the community that didn't seem to have a warm welcome for me or my art. Lately I've been thinking "well maybe I didn't try hard enough or didn't talk to the right people" but the truth I didn't find what I was looking for because on the inside I didn't want to. Moab is where I need to be and Utah is the art community I want to be involved in. Along with work, I spend my remaining weeks in Denver making art, reading travel books and making the best of this place. Exploring and enjoying the near by mountains. Maybe one day I'll show my art in a gallery in this great city but now is not the time. 

Snowy forest of Rocky Mountain National Park. 

To keep myself going I make small day to day goals, goals I want to finish before I move, goals for 2015 and goals for a life time. Goal number one, keep doing what makes me happy even if I'm not in the right place 'make art'. Other goals like save money, get into better shape, read more books, take more photos, talk to more people. Make 2015 a traveling year. These are all the things keeping me motivated and happy. Even though I don't like it here I'm still happy because that just means I have something to lookforward to and I tried something new. I've learned I'm not cut out for the big city but maybe one day my art will be. The only way to find out is to keep making art. 

Capitol Hill