July

Last month I told myself I'd make more of an effort with my writing.

Writing has always been an amazing way for me to sort through thoughts and find a sense of clarity.

There's so much going on in life, always, as well as now.

The warmth and summer time has made me nostalgic for the good old days of friends, art, & co-creating. The creative thoughts seem to flow in such an organic way this time of year. I love bringing the ideas life with those around me.

The wreath making has been consistent and therapeutic in a wonderful way.

The collection is growing, along with my enthusiasm to take the collection to market. I've been enjoying creating art from different forms and sorts over the years.

The more years pass the more I find myself reflecting on the different forms the art has taken. Instead of switching forms and dropping old methods, I hold all the experiences dear and collect them like totems, honoring and remembering the creative procedures and steps that have brought me to where I am in this moment.

It's stampede week and Calgary has felt as alive and vibrant as it ever might have been.

It's a beautiful phenomenom to feel the flow of life that comes from suberging ones self amongst others.

I was honored by some great company for a drive around town and walkabout down 17th. There was so much life everywhere. I love to see the culture, the life being lived.

I have so much more to write about but its the middle of the day and the sunny is shining. There is life to be lived right now, in this moment.

I've been letting thoughts settle on writing in the morning when possible.

I like the idea and I hope to bring that back into habitual nature as I would often write in the mornings in past years.