After all, we only grieve what we know, and what I know is this: those muddy lakes and tiny rivers and thick swamps form some of my sweetest memories…
For me, this weekend at Fresh Coast Film Festival — and arguably the last two years — has been a lesson in newness.
Isn't that what blogs are for? Bragging? So anyways, here are some projects I've worked on in the past, as well as some other fun things I've done recently that you might be interested in:
Let’s get one thing straight: your mom’s not going to like this.
Deciding to be a firefighter is a tough decision, made even tougher by the look your mom will inevitably give you when you first tell her about it. I spent years conditioning my mother for this moment — extended climbing/skiing/backpacking trips without cell phone service, cross-country road trips with people she’d never met or heard me talk about, childhood shenanigans involving concussions and scraped knees and outdoor forts made out of her favorite blankets.