I wander with a pen, paper, and camera, sometimes I find my way onto a plane, more often to the west coast though Alberta has my childhood heart. My travels, my experiences, my inevitable growing, they all make their way into being through words. I never leave the house without food and water, if there’s color involved it’s my kind of past time, and I really, really, like to share, though every piece on this blog is an original unless cited otherwise; all pictures are also a result of my uncontrollable need for expression, though I keep most of my photography on my Flickr page and my Instagram.
Sometimes we work crazy jobs and sometimes, those jobs actually make us happier- and crazier. I’m currently working on some retrospective pieces from my first Summer Under The Lights, as an Alberta Lookout Observer. Good ol’ RH Tower. Read, enjoy, ask me questions. 86 clear.
Lets go back to the beginning of April 2016. I wanted to see how well a zero Waste lifestyle could fit in with a highly rural and northern backdrop- this is my short project Small Town Zero, but this turned into a year-long experiment, following my out to Vancouver for my 3rd year of studies at Simon Fraser University. This sort of lifestyle (and all its consideration for waste) is something I’m incredibly passionate about, but I’m also critical of the financial and physical “ease” that is displayed in so many other zero waste articles. Recipes, reflections, guaranteed minimal trash.
I move back and forth between Alberta and British Columbia. I do what I can to hike, stop, and explore. I also found myself in Southeast Asia for three months in 2016 and wrote a series of blogs, almost exclusively taking place in Thailand, with brief breaks in Cambodia and Singapore.
Poetry & Prose
Consisting of dreams, and phrases that have fallen from the sky (somehow to land at my feet), this is where all of my creative content lives (and sometimes breathes). Poetry, prose, do what you will.
I start things, I stop things. Some things don’t have pictures. Some things don’t even have words yet. I like to think that dead end links are just windows of opportunity. Gaping, massive, expansive windows of opportunity. I am Ms. Juggle-Everything-And-Say-I-Meant-To-Let-That-Fall- broken glass is just a stained glass window waiting to happen, after all.
Welcome all, come on in. Take a look around, try not to move the furniture or judge the barren walls- I’m something of a minimalist.
All the best,