And you call yourself a dirtbag 

San Francisco, house on a hill, coffee and toast at the kitchen table watching CNN. That was how my Wednesday started today.  In town showing my portfolio and laying groundwork to make some changes, I’m working to become a stronger designer. But can I do that and still be the idealistic dirtbag I want to…

New Year, Who Dis

…and the Yeti lives on. It (I’ve decided to keep the beast gender-neutral) still needs new tires desperately, and the build-out is still on hold, but I can’t imagine another adventure mobile for me. So there’s that update for myself to look back at and think whatever it is I’ll think next time I come…

Sleep Deprived

Was, umm… kindly? woken up at 2:30 this morning by the police knocking at my window.  No camping in SLC. Period.  Nicer than the last interaction with the police, but still annoying. He just suggested I try and ‘blend in’ more downtown. I was parked on campus–where I’ve bought a parking pass & am in…

Pack It Out, Dummies

“the only way to protect these lands is to hold them sacred.”  This morning I went on a hike at the top of Guardsman’s pass and was so furious about the trash & junk & abandoned (burning) campfires I found that I posted about the lack of respect people apparently have for nature. And damn,…

Conscious Consumption

I wrote a post for a blog I used to run with a friend (lots of past tense story setting in one sentence…), and have been thinking a lot about it. In a sentence, I decided that my resolution for 2015 was to consume less. Not just food and drinks–but coffee, media and things. I…

Soul Utterance

  : to speak through your vulnerabilities with strength.