::to the ends of the earth::

Cruising altitude. Sunrise after the storm. En route to relief. "Oh, there's an island where all things are silent I'm gonna whistle a tune Oh, there's a desert that size can't be measured I'm gonna count all the dunes To the ends of the earth, would you follow me There's a world that was meant for our eyes to see To the ends of the earth, would you follow me If you will have a say my goodbyes to me Out there's a a world that calls for me, girl Headin' out into the unknown Well if there are strangers, and all kinds of danger Please don't say I'm going alone" --Lord Huron

::Heart skipped a beat::

Behind the scenes, late night after my baby cousin Molly's wedding in Blaine, WA last Sunday 5.13.2012 The handful of us who made it until 11pm ended the night laughing, drinking Whiskey,and burning Sparklers at Semiahmoo Beach with the lights of White Rock, Canada off in the distance.

::somewhere in the middle of America::

"standing in the wake of a sleeping pill
or staying up for days in the poppy fields
so if i see you on the street and i don't call,
know my mind seesaws" -Carter Tanton












PS I HATE driving at night , I don't want to do this again anytime soon, but i would in second....

::practice seeing everyday::

Even if they aren't polished or perfect I've been trying to do a lot of little projects lately to keep me inspired, thinking and out of my creative comfort zone. This little video snippet of my life lately was shot entirely hand held with my iPhone either on foot, or by train, plane or automobile in the last of couple weeks. Some is of Seattle, some is of Chicago and some is from a couple points up in the air in between.
This was all so spur of the moment there's even a clip I accidentally shot vertically while enchanted wading up to my knees in Lake Michigan. I've been greatly inspired by the words and mood of this new Damien Jurado song "Museum of Flight" from his recent album Maraqopa.
"I turned around, my life was changing.
What did I learn? It's not that easy.
When you get burned, and go on burning loud..."

::I'd swim across Lake Michigan, I'd sell my shoes::

"I'd give my body to be back again, in the rest of the room. To be alone with you. To be alone with you" -Stufjan Stevans

Sssh I took a 48 hour jont to Chicago. Still have Lake Michigan sand in my hair and eyebrows. Sleepless. and so worth it.