life



Jan 12

do something. anything.

As an artist, I often think I’m not good enough — yet.
Still build­ing to what I could be,
but not quite there.
Want­ing to embrace what might be,
but feel­ing too unpol­ished and exper­i­men­tal to try.
What if it isn’t about art,
but the art of let­ting it go–
Into the wild
to pur­sue it’s own life.
Do some­thing. Any­thing.
Then let it go.

 



Oct 11

Mountain Spirit

Ear­lier this year I had the amaz­ing oppor­tu­nity to visit Peru to explore a story about moun­tain guides. How­ever, when I arrived there and started work­ing on it, I real­ized there was an even deeper story.

Being in the Andes reminded me about what I love the moun­tains. The Andes are mag­nif­i­cent, not only in their beauty, but also in the peo­ple that live & work there. I was inspired not only by the com­pany of our group but sim­ply by the energy that exists there. In the moun­tains, daily tasks are ori­ented toward food, shel­ter, sleep, and com­mu­nity. There is more space to reflect & appre­ci­ate. It is in that space, change can happen.

When I asked Julio why he was guid­ing, he talked about a change he saw in peo­ple after vis­it­ing the Andes and I instantly under­stood. Being a guide myself, I’ve seen it as well. It is one of the most amaz­ing expe­ri­ences to be a part of. I was intrigued how this drew him into guid­ing. The story that unfolded was of fam­ily, strug­gle, and inspi­ra­tion. I found it a lit­tle dif­fi­cult to con­vey in a 5 minute spot, but you can watch it here.

Con­tinue read­ing “Moun­tain Spirit” »



Jun 11

Bounce

As soon as we got to the base of our climb, we felt drops. A moment of sun. Now a moment of rain. Unde­terred, or maybe not even notic­ing, he racked his quick draws, did a quick safety check and started the climb.

Moments. Most are mun­dane, pass­ing by unno­ticed and unnote­wor­thy. We’d been plan­ning this trip for months. It’s been almost a year since this group of friends has been together. A three day week­end was the per­fect oppor­tu­nity for a lit­tle rock climb­ing, camp­ing, and out­door fun. A moment in time we wanted to remem­ber. Unfor­tu­nately, the weather was a crap shoot once again. The spring weather can’t decide if it should bless us with sun or rain. The clouds mur­mured a few drops, only to be dried quickly by the warmth of the sun. We sneak by, try­ing to get in a climb before it fig­ures out what we’ve done. Yet this moment would not go by so unnoticed.

Con­tinue read­ing “Bounce” »



Apr 11

Hello Spring, is that you?

Wow, happy Spring every­one! April already? I can’t believe it.

This win­ter I worked on so many side projects, I barely had time to write. Nonethe­less, I’ve been work­ing on some very fun things!
Con­tinue read­ing “Hello Spring, is that you?” »



Jan 11

Ouray Ice Festival 2011 Videos

Just posted up some videos from the Ouray Ice Fes­ti­val! Both were cut with iMove ’11 as an excuse to play with it. Pretty cool app. Though Win­dows Live Move Maker has many com­pet­i­tive fea­tures, the trailer tem­plates are so cool. Here’s a quick trailer I made from our footage:

Con­tinue read­ing “Ouray Ice Fes­ti­val 2011 Videos” »



Nov 10

Rescue on Valhalla Treverse

Win­ter is here! Seat­tle was blan­keted today in it’s first snow of the sea­son. I’m dream­ing about ice climb­ing and can’t wait to get out there.

Con­tinue read­ing “Res­cue on Val­halla Tre­verse” »



Jul 10

Rest in Peace, my friend

I came out of the moun­tains to the news that a friend died. She was 32. Com­pletely shocked and sad­dened, I won­dered why life is full of so much death. I re-questioned all the risks I take in life. Climb­ing is a dan­ger­ous sport. Even though I work to mit­i­gate those dan­gers, acci­dents can and will happen.

Per­haps death is there to remind us about life. What is life with­out some risk, with­out pas­sion to do what you love, and liv­ing to do it? We all must mea­sure what accept­able risk is. A walk, a ride, a climb, a jump. A per­son can be struck dead cross­ing the street. The real­ity is we have no idea how long we have and in many cases, it’s shorter than we think. If I want to take away some­thing pos­i­tive from an oth­er­wise tragic end, it’s that every moment is pre­cious — so seize it, because you may not get that sec­ond chance.

Let death remind us of life … that every moment is precious.

Rest in peace, my friend. You will be missed.