A couple of years ago, my good friend charlie passed away. in the wake of his death i found myself with this incredible need to share my stories, talk through the pain, create something bigger than myself. so i started this new age phenomenon of blogging. the novelty was short lived. maybe because its been two years, maybe because once again i want to share, maybe just because it is finally that time, regardless, i am giving this a second go. but i want to change things a bit. having been introduced to this newer phenomenon of using blogs for "inspiration boards", i was inspired to do something similar. but this isn't going to be about inspiring others, its about what inspires me. i want to share my travels, my adventures, my anecdotes, my thoughts, my process.....
my my my......
So, lets begin............i want you to all be forewarned, this is going to be a bumpy ride. the only structure will be that of free flowing thoughts. there won't be any chronological order. its gonna jump around from place to place and time to time. i really have no idea what i am doing on here so as time passes i will learn how to do this better. but i promise you, if you hang on, by the end, hopefully, this ride will be worth it!
On October 19, 2009 i embarked on a journey to the pacific northwest. "spirit quest pacific northwest" i lovingly dubbed it.
when i first made it to oak harbor, wa, after a series of adventures involving the character of a big mama pastor named fannie dean, i found myself walking upon a door. the thing was, this door was being used as a bridge, to safely guide oneself from here, to there. the symbolism at the time was striking. here i was, in front of a beautiful blue door, which if opened, would lead to nowhere, but if walked across, would lead to higher ground. within the first hour of my "spirit quest" here i was, being shown the relevance of thinking, outside the box. and how simple paint and choice of color, can transform an eye sore into a piece of art. little did i know at the time, that this would be a philosophy that shaped my trip. when faced with something thought of as "ugly" (in this case the gray and wetness of the pacific northwest), it behooves you to see the beauty in it. (without the gray and gloom, the lighting wouldn't be amazing and the colors wouldn't be as brilliant).
so lets consider this the doorway that opened my heart to the pacific northwest.

with that being said......lets bring on the colors!
xoxo,
nic.