walkin' the walk.

A Good Place

So it's been another eventful year and luckily I don't find myself as lost as I did this time last year. I've set goals and more importantly I'm making efforts to achieve them. I can proudly say that while there may be some things that I didn't get around to this past year, I've had a plethora of new experiences that have put me in a much better place than I was in at the beginning of 2011. Okay, so currently, physically, I feel like shit. I've never felt so exhausted in my entire life. I am someone who highly values one's downtime, and after having spent the entire summer barely working, the start of this season has thoroughly been kicking my ass to say the least. But mentally and emotionally I'm in a good place, and I can honestly say that I seriously don't remember the last time I've been able to say that to myself. Sure there are still plenty of unanswered questions that bounce around in my head, and yes, these questions are starting to become larger and more important as the days "slip" by, but for the first time in a long time, I don't feel the need to stress my brains out about it. However, I'm aware that all good things eventually come to an end so here I be, trying to ride this out for as long as I can, drink this shit til the very last drop.

Here's a few shots taken towards the end of the year..

"Happy Jesus Day"

BEG 4 SNOW

It's been 10 days now since opening day and the conditions out there are crap. I found this painting stumbling through the interweb sometime over the summer and I've been waiting for the perfect opportunity to share it. I think now's a good time. This painting is my love for polar bears, snow and art combined so naturally I absolutely love it, but I'm an idiot and didn't make note of where it came from, so I have no idea who I'm supposed to give credit for the happiness it brings me which makes me sad. How's that for irony. Anywho, a big thank you is in order to the random artist who made this (Rlusaver?) ..and I'm sorry I don't know you. Sincerely, your admirer.

This is how you snowboard.

One of my kids from todays level 1 class.

It's Physics

I've thrown myself into another one, another familiar cycle.

Okay so I guess I didn't throw myself this time. In fact I've spent quite some time tip toe-ing around this situation. But then suddenly I tripped, possibly on a few bottles of booze, and I just went lunging forward. It's typical for thrown objects to eventually hit the ground, it's physics. But I've been thrown hard, and I feel like I'm still shooting through the air right into outer fuckin space. I'm seconds away from getting lost out here, losing direction, losing my mind (hey, maybe it's in this black hole) it's different this time though. My eyes are still closed, fingers fidgety, heart pounding, and occasionally gasping for air, but only because I'm laughing. Hard. Because you're so. fucking. hilarious. If I drank milk it'd be it'd be squirting out my nose, but I'm lactose intolerant so luckily I dodged that nerdy bullet. Always anticipating the next time, not regretting the seconds, the minutes, the days that slip by, I hope it lasts for as long as it's potential. I'm floating out here, but eventually I'll cross back through into the atmosphere, I'll be a victim to gravity once more, and once more without a goddamn parachute, I'll most likely fall hard, and uh..I hate to break it to you, but you will most likely too.

Substance

I probably have about 3 posts in draft mode, because everything I've been trying to write with any sort of substance just seems to end up sounding absolutely ridiculous about 10 minutes after I'm finished writing it. In hopes to just keep things rolling until I have something remotely significant to say, I'll just post some more photo's from around Denver. After all, I have less than a week 'til I'm back to being a mountain woman..

Snaps of - The Sounds Concert, Maja Ivarsson, Portishead Concert, Maria Taylor, The Big Harp, Halloween at Unit E, Josh as Joaquin Phoenix, Adam as Thom Yorke, yours truly as Wednesday Addams.

The Sounds was an incredibly active concert. Maja, she puts on quite the show. I probably burned all of my PBR calorie intake for the night (and believe me..there was a lot). With questionable expectations, especially with stadium seating, Portishead turned out to be mind-blowingly incredible. Beth sings like a depressed angel, with such sweet sorrow. Maria Taylor and the Big Harp at the Hi-Dive was charming and laid back. Although disappointed for the bands that there was such a small crowd, I personally enjoyed the space and intimacy. Halloween is pretty self explanatory. Kept it small this year at a new gallery/music venue, a small space on Santa Fe and 12th in Denver called Unit E. A few bands, quirky costumes, couple of friends, definitely no shit show like previous years.