You were such a huge inspiration to me in all aspects of life and I will never forget the legacy that you created. You brought uncontrollable laughter and joy to my heart and so many others. Thank you for making my first drive-in movie experience unforgettable, for making me cry big fat ugly tears, for making me laugh until I pee my pants, and for making me believe in Neverland. Such a sad day to hear of the passing of this wonderful man and the effects that depression can have on the human soul. If you are ever depressed or feel alone please, please, please reach out to someone. You are loved more than you will ever understand. Bangarang!
“You’re only given one little spark of madness. You mustn’t lose it.”
I grew up in a home that was always very encouraging as far as my dreams, aspirations, and goals went. My parents let me pick and choose whichever sports I wanted to play, and if I decided to chop off all of my hair and dye it black my mom was right there beside me rinsing my hair in the tub. When I decided to go to college for Anthropology, not the most marketable degree, they cheered me on the whole way. However, during my lifetime I have encountered plenty of people who doubt my decisions and the path that I have taken. I graduated college and accepted a full time office job while attempting to maintain some sort of creative outlet. I absolutely hated my job and was constantly coming across people who asked me what I was going to do with my life and what the heck was I doing sitting in an office. When I decided to quit my job and take the leap into owning my own business while nannying on the side, I received quite a few negative comments. I had people telling me I was irresponsible, how was I going to support myself, and when was I going to grow up? To me, quitting my job and pursuing something I love and responsibly maintaining that was one of the most adult decisions I’ve made in my life. There are always going to be those people who doubt your skills, your decisions, and are constantly going to be telling you that you can do something better. At least once a week I get a phone call saying “you could do THIS job!….you would be so good at this instead of what you’re doing!”, but you know what? I love my job right now. I work hard for what I’ve got and my life is nothing like I thought it would be, but I wouldn’t trade it for anything in the world. Surround yourself with positive and encouraging people and get after it. Do what you love, do it responsibly, but do what you love. It’s not worth wasting your life, time, and relationships on passionless pursuits.
Becoming older is so strange. This past year I have been absolutely dreading my 24th birthday. I know, I know I am still young and have plenty of years ahead of me. My fear is waking up one day and being 80 years old and wondering where did life go? My birthday caught me out of the blue this week because I was spending so much time trying to focus on other things, and you know what? It was great. I went out to celebrate with two of my best friends, and was totally and completely fooled, because I walked into a full on surprise party. I was absolutely blown away and am so thankful for all of my amazing friends who came out to celebrate. I’ve been on a lot of adventures and have come a long way in my 24 years, and although I haven’t achieved all that I wish or done the things I thought I would do by the time I reached 24, I think I will be okay. You’re not supposed to achieve absolutely everything you set your sights on. There would be no lessons learned and life would be a lot less exciting. Being 23 was about seeking out my passions and focusing on what is best for me, which included quitting the job I didn’t like and taking on some personal more creative projects. I think that 24 has some even more exciting things in store and I am ready for it!
I’ve been spending a lot of my days in the water this week and I don’t think I can complain one bit. The only thing I am missing is a little bit of sea water. It may be time for a trip down to the coast soon. Aren’t these pictures beautiful?
During my last year of school I took a course that focused on the foundation of anthropological studies. One of my major projects for this class was to select a sub-cultural group and immerse myself into it in order to better understand their dynamic and way of life. While most of my classmates chose subjects within religious or gender groups, I chose to cover the ballet. I remember being encouraged by my professor when I first pitched my idea to him, and simultaneously being very excited to study the ballet. I ended up sitting in on a local ballet class that consisted of senior level ballerinas and interviewed the director of the studio. I was also able to get in touch with an old high school friend who was dancing with The Colorado Ballet at the time.The several weeks that I took trying to dig in and understand this group and their dedication was amazing and beautiful and revealed to me the incredible hard work, commitment, competition, and mental capacity that it takes to be a ballerina. Those boys and girls, men and women, spend their entire lives practicing every day to perfect their skills in order to achieve a career that is gone in the blink of an eye. I came away from my project with an understanding of the ballet that I never would have achieved before.These pictures were captured by Daniel Neuhaus, a Canadian photographer, whose work I first came across on a post by Anabella of Fieldguided. He has produced some breathtakingly powerful photos of ballerinas and the ballet. These specific photos were from The National Ballet of Canada’s rehearsal of Carmen.
I dedicate this photo to the half-marathon that I have just signed myself up to run this summer. Since last summer I have become a pretty avid runner, but never reaching a distance over three miles. My competitive spirit was bursting for something more, and I have completely bypassed the idea of a 10K and launched myself full on into running a half-marathon. Training began two weeks ago and I am really excited to start hitting those high mile runs in the coming weeks. While I know many first timers push to simply complete the race, I would be lying if I said I wasn’t trying to finish with a good time.
The XXII Olympic Winter Games are well underway and my eyes have been glued to the TV from the moment they started. I always look forward to the Olympics and the chance to watch not-so-well-known sports and cheer on not only my own country, but the whole world. Not to mention, I will take Olympic commercials over all other commercials any day. My personal favorite events to watch besides the ever popular snowboarding and ice-skating are skeleton, luge, and aerials. It’s so amazing to watch those athletes speed, jump, or skate across the ice and snow. Anybody else out there get really pumped up after the Olympics end? During the last Summer Olympics I was so enamored by rowing that I went out and took an Intro to Rowing course at a local club in Dallas. It was incredibly challenging but equally as rewarding. For those of you looking for a little something to supplement your Olympic fix after the games have ended, go check out the film “The Art of Flight” starring Travis Rice. It follows Travis as well as a few of his snowboarding mates as they make their way around Alaska and Patagonia. I can’t even begin to explain how beautiful and mesmerizing the film is….it’s definitely a must see whether you are a snowboarding fan or not.
This past week north Texas experienced quite the ice storm. Stores were closed, school was cancelled, work was postponed. It was pure chaos. However, it was the perfect time to catch up on on Christmas movies and coffee drinking. We own this little beast of a sled that my dad happened to hold on to from his childhood days in the North. It didn’t take long before we found the biggest hill in town and raced our way down. For those of you reading who aren’t from the south, we envy your snow storms. The ability to build snowballs or forts doesn’t exist. Instead, we get cold hard ice….which does make for some beautiful sledding opportunities.
intr.v. wool·gath·ered, wool·gath·er·ing, wool·gath·ers
To engage in fanciful daydreaming.
Once upon a time a dream transformed into reality. Inspiration met dedication and Woolgather was born. Woolgather is a collection of pieces I have created from my home accompanied by this visual documentation of my journeys and inspiration. I have been waiting a very long time to release my creations and adventures and am so excited to put them out into the world. I desire for this to be a space of artistry and beauty, never ceasing to spark creativity and curiosity. I hope that you enjoy the journey as much as I do.