Fox, Closed Temporarily

Tell Me Your Story- Trinidad, Colorado

Trinidad, Colorado
The sky is magnificent

A lovely scene, Trinidad CO
Skateland, Trinidad Colorado
Pete's Auto Repair, Trinidad CO
Up these rickety stairs
Fox, Closed Temporarily
Empty Wall, Trinidad CO
! Trinidad
Empty Storefronts, Trinidad Colorado
Things Lost

These flags and trains

There are some places you visit that inspire questions in you. No matter how many historical placards you come across, informative flyers or quick google searches you do, the questions remain and you wish you could have a little more time to explore.

Trinidad was never meant to be any kind of stop for us, just somewhere to fuel up before heading into the mountains towards our final destination, South Fork. But the sun was coming up and casting light over unfamiliar buildings and empty streets and even though I had been awake all night at that point doing a slightly grueling 12 hour drive, I had to stop and take a look around. I remember it was slightly chilly, the streets were completely empty, and it was like something out of a fairytale almost.


(Pt. 1 of the Trinidad story ) 

I am no Monster in the Dark, Sketch

Tuesday Sketch Stuff- No Monster In The Dark

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mountains, mountains, sketch
mountains and topography drawing
I am no Monster in the Dark, Sketch
i love with Wanderlust, rough sketch
Cityscape watecolor idea
Color study, colored pencils
fablesandcoffee stickers idea sketch
Fablesandcoffee stickers idea
colors and kindness stickersNo Art Journal Monday this week, apologies to anyone who actually looks forward to those ( hello random stranger, you’re looking especially great today!) but I spent the weekend preparing for an interview, trying to get my sleeping schedule back on form by staying up all night and day minus-ill-advised-3-hour-nap, working on my book outlines and getting caught up with my penpals. I did miss it though, and I can say that Art-J Mondays will be back next week with vigor.

(Or at least with  more coffee?)

I have been drawing a lot though, the thoughts of mountains forever rising behind my eyelids and pouring ideas of them through my fingertips. Also been working on a sticker series, based on the idea of RAK’s (Random Acts of Kindness), just positive thoughts kind of quotes and words to leave around the Dallas/Ft. Worth Area or to send to friends who can scatter them in their own cities. I’ve still to break open and scatter colors everywhere with my new watercolor set but I HAVE at least been working on ideas for what to eventually get around to coloring. Mountains might be in my dreams but city skylines are in the blood that rushes through my veins.

Music on repeat this past week:
Crazy in Love- Kadebostany
Warm (feat. Raury)- the neighborhood
Animal- Racing Glaciers
Daze- Poets of the Fall (a Russian penpal sent me his cover of this and it was epic )
Tesselate- Tokyo Police Club

On a final note, does anyone else hate the “So, tell me a little about yourself?” question in interviews as much as i’ve come to?


Brian in the San Juan Mountains

Lets go to Colorado- Stay Awake All Night, Climb Mountains All Day

Night sky at the reststop
These Flags and Trains, Trinidad Colorado
My kind of freedom
Pizza at the Shaft (seriously)
The Great Divide!
Lobo Overlook, Colorado
These mountains, Colorado
The best burger we had in Colorado the pilars of woods here, Colorado
Brian in the San Juan Mountains
Moss covered rocks, Colorado
the landscape here Coffeehouse cafe
In my Pj, the cat was friendly
Breakfast of champions
Gas station dreamin'

So by now, it’s a known fact that I can never document my travel-adventure-whathaveyou things even close to the time they happen. But in between my day job, keeping up with friends and loved ones, the crap-top of creative projects i’ve got going on, not to mention my yawning cavern of endless procrastination skills, its sorta the best I can do. Anyways, with that being said, these photos were taken in August, and they’re just a brief overview of the time me and my bf spent in the San Juan Mountains region of Colorado. For the little time we spent there, just 3 days, we covered a lot of ground and over the next 2 weeks i’ll be posting more detailed posts of the areas I dragged him through- ehem I mean, of the areas we willingly explored together.


Such a Lovely Roadside attraction

Art Journal Monday- Such A Lovely Roadside Attraction

Quiet words on even quieter pagesScraps of paper, art journal remnantsArt journal monday, camera art journal mondays coffee and art journals Art journal words and scribbles Smudges and words IMG_7247 Such a Lovely Roadside attraction Clean art journal pages, scribbles of a mess

I haven’t been sleeping well lately.

Instead i’ve been finding myself up on the lonely side of midnight, tearing pages out of notebooks and lusting after watercolor skills. I fluctuate between happiness that spreads across pages like stained glass windows of color, and the kind of sadness that picks listlessly at the margins of deadline due papers. But there is so much to do, so much to see, languages to learn, different kinds of coffee to drink, music to pour into my ears with reckless abandon and usually around 3am I pull myself together enough to put my colored pencils in a rainbows order, clean up my paper scrap mountain messes and head to sleep, finally.

Creativity is a blessing but sometimes.
Sometimes it fries my brain and leaves me staring at my walls with wide owl eyes, a sea of colors flowing into connections but no energy to make it into reality. Tea helps though, and a friend suggested meditation, but we’ll see what sticks. Maybe I should just open up an all night coffee shop, call it “Creative’s Cafe”, stock it with art supplies and semi-decent coffee and just roll with it. Maybe?

Music on repeat this past week:
Ribs (Lets Have a Sleepover Version)- Lorde, Ryan Hemsworth Remix
MakeDamnSure- Taking Back Sunday
Lifeforms- Daughter
Operation Prometheus- Kraddy
Holy Soul- Salt Cathedral
House of the Rising Sun- Lauren O’ Connell (cover)
Do you Realize?- The Flaming Lips
Listen to The Math- Tokyo Police Club

On a side note, I did actually go out and buy a set of watercolor tubes and supplies this weekend so…fair warning, expect to see oddly wet pages and utterly crappy colored things sometime soon.


Lovely architecture in Boston, MA

Boston, MA- The Comprehensive Photo Journal of a Norwegian and Texan

Boston City streets, architectureAt 40 Berkely
Boston Streets from my window
Our travelers beds in Boston
Metropolis Cafe, Boston MA
A fancy fine dinner
Empty streets, still alive- Boston, MA
Waking up, Kat and white light
City Streets, architecture in Boston, MAAll the tourist just like us

treats and more at the market
Best coffee, a lovely person
Inside heaven
These old streets, Boston
Lovely architecture in Boston, MA
By the docks- Boston, MA
Over the green

Kat Smiles in Boston
Loved Gucci
Last day, mismatched socks

( dear gods finally, this is the LAST post ever concerning the travel adventures that were had by me and my good friend Kat back at the end of May. I’ve loved going through all the photos I took, recounting every single adventure and ill-advised spur of the moment jaunt through nowhere but… considering how long it’s taken me to get it all out here, i’m sorta-kinda-really glad it’s done now. I have a backlog of photos from my trip to Colorado, not to mention all the photos i’ve been taking from the weekend wanderings i’ve been doing to forgotten towns here in North Texas, to share and while I don’t like “live blogging”, I do like the idea of posting my photographic journal-adventure-things at least somewhat near the time that they happen. Do you know, I still have photos from the trip I took back in January to San Francisco that I’ve yet to share? Aha, i’m fairly ridiculous. Anyways, for anyone that might be at all interested, i’ve posted links to all the posts from this adventure in order at the end, and good heavens thats a lot of links. )

We were tired and worn out by the time we hit Boston’s city limits. There’s a world weariness that settles into a travelers limbs after drinking too much coffee, crossing way too many state lines and running through your music playlists till your at the point where you contemplate turning on the radio. Heading into Boston from Rhode Island was just…dear gods, just a pain. Actually, strike that, a pain would have been welcome compared to the unmitigated nightmare that was trying to navigate the highway and city roads just to try and get our rental car back in one piece near abouts the designated time. But all traveling has its ups and downs, and traffic is nothing to bring the mood down over. We managed to make it to the rental agency near around the time we were supposed to, eventually got a cab to pick us up and take us to our hostel, and once there, we collapsed on the beds for a good few.

Later, we got our stuff together enough to head out for dinner, and somehow ended up seated at a place that had dim lighting, soft music and elegant diners as far as the eye could see. Metropolis Cafe, not exactly our usual kind of place in even the slightest, but I remember looking at Kat and saying something like “Just go with it” and so thats how I ended up drinking my first glass of wine, eating something I can’t remember but can say was utterly delicious, and both of us ordering dessert because at that point there was just nothing else to do but go all in. We wandered the dark city streets afterwards, everything empty but still alive in the best way, getting lost on our way back but eventually making it in one piece and falling asleep to thoughts of finding a bar maybe the next day for a good drink .

The next day was a blur of crowded city streets, not enough coffee and then too much coffee, touristy hot spots, souvenir shopping (i needed postcards for my penpals and Kat needed a fridge magnet in the shape of the state to add to her collection from the rest of the states we had been in) and then just plain shopping as we found ourselves in a comic shop that had an overabundance of nerdy things to covet and dream of stuffing into our already to bursting luggage. This wasn’t my first time in Boston, but it was my first time there with a friend, and that made it all kinds of interesting. Food was had, and Kat ordered me a  white russian, being the ex-bartender that she is who was (Ahem, IS ) determined to find something I’d like enough to get drunk on. Eventually we found ourselves sitting on benches at a park near the harbor (it might have been the Christopher Columbus Waterfront park, I think ) and we people watched there for what felt like ages, breathing in that unique feeling of rushing-nonestop-timelessness you can only find in Boston.

The next morning, when we packed everything up to set off to our respective destinations  (Logan International for me, South Station Bus Terminal for her ), the only clean socks I had left didn’t match, and I remember shrugging, putting on my “Always Be Yourself, Unless you can be Batman, Then Always Be Batman” shirt, my only semi-clean pair of jeans and thinking… whatever, fuck it.

Boston just kinda brings out that kind of attitude in you, first and always.


( The first 1-3 days, spent in NYC )

The First Meeting, AKA Newark Aiport
St. Patricks Cathedral
First day in NYC, Central Park and Books
Central Park Loveliness
Towards Bethesda Fountain
The Alice In Wonderland Statue in Central Park
Battery Park Views and South Manhattan, Financial District
South Street Seasport, Manhattan
Brooklyn Bridge, I adore you
Grand Central Terminal
Museum of Natural History, Pt1.
Obsessing over Minerals, Meterorites and Gems in the Natural History Museum
The Natural History Museum, Pt. 2
NYC, Outtakes and Random Advice

(Day 3-4 spent headed through Massachusetts towards Maine, then in Maine )

Gloucester, MA
Bits of Advice when On A Roadtrip
Moose Point State Part, at the Oceans Edge
Into the Woods of Moose Point State Park
Belfast, Maine
Augusta, Maine
Across the River, Reflections on Traveling

(Days 4-6 Spent in New Hampshire )
Wandering the rivers Bedrock in Converse
Around the Muddy Bend, In White Mountains Natl.Forest
Rocky Gorge, New Hampshire
Heading up to the falls, adventures in the New Hampshire woods
Champey Falls and exploring up in the Woods
The New Hampshire Story

( Day 6 spent in Vermont )
Vermont was Lovely

(Day 6-7 spent in Connecticut )
Dinosaur State Park
A Castle In Connecticut

(Day 7-8 Spent in Rhode Island )
A Beachwalk in the Storm
The Rhode Island Tale

And yup, this is the last post when it comes to that whole adventure. Just reading through this whole thing tires me out a little, seriously. Not that I wouldn’t do it all again tomorrow of course. Sanity, thy name is not M.