the joynt. 8/16/14

the joynt. 8/16/14

some things never change while everything is changing. i love you, dad. thanks for driving me the first leg of our trip.

some things never change while everything is changing. i love you, dad. thanks for driving me the first leg of our trip.

anda // the island of happy days // july, 2014

anda // the island of happy days // july, 2014

blue moon honeymoon. (joy)

blue moon honeymoon. (joy)

"Human beings do not grow in perfect symmetry. They oscillate, expand, contract, back track, arrest themselves, retrogress, mobilize, atrophy in part, proceed erratically according to experience and traumas. Some aspects of the personality mature, others do not. Some live in the past, some in the present. Some people are futuristic characters, some are cubistic, some are hard-edged, some geometric, some abstract, some impressionistic, some surrealistic! Some of their insights remain relative, and we can no longer think of a character as good or bad, but a combination of characteristics which vary according to relationship and the point in time. We know now that we are composites in reality, collages of our fathers and mothers, of what we read, of television influences and films, of friends and associates, and we know we often play roles quite removed from our genuine selves."

Anaïs Nin, from The Novel of the Future. (via meganmcisaac)

7/19/14. best day.

7/19/14. best day.

summer, 2014.

i’m so spoiled living on an isthmus.

vishala getting ready to walk down the aisle.

the livingston inn // madison, wi

the livingston inn // madison, wi

it’s feeling real this time.

chicago // museum of contemporary art // 2012
"the universe is unfolding as it should." — desiderata

chicago // museum of contemporary art // 2012

"the universe is unfolding as it should." — desiderata

chicago // april, 2014

it’s been a long time since carson and i got to travel alone together. the last year we’ve been racking up the miles solo or with our families and friends, which has all been fantastic. it was just time to hit the road, the two of us.

we travel well together, really well. we get tired and hungry at the same time. we don’t need a plan, we are both happy walking; stopping to take photos, sip bloody marys, explore shops and warm up with coffee. we remind each other of the little things that make a trip so great; peeling graffiti on buildings, the way the light hits the water, an old, forgotten song piping through a bar’s speakers.

a true gift for me to find a partner in crime who gets my wanderlust soul.

winter trail.

winter trail.