I don’t usually share the wonders I receive in the mail from my penpals, not because they’re not worth sharing (they always are) but because I feel like it’s akin to exposing ones warm skin to cold water. The letters I receive are usually pretty personal and I would feel odd displaying them on the web, but every so often I get something that literally brings tears of joy to my eyes and I just burn with the desire to share the loveliness, I actually feel slightly selfish that I’m the only one that gets to open something so incredible and bask in the fantastic worlds of a person who I can call not only my penpal, but my friend. And so, when I got this explosion of amazing in the mail yesterday, I spent a good hour just visually devouring everything, and then I sent a horribly rambly message to the sender, my friend Rutger from the Netherlands, telling him how amazeballs he is and if he could please allow me to share his art on my blog. I was granted his gracious permission and so, here it is. He wrote his letter in anglo-saxon runes (and thankfully included translation notes as i’m not quite fluent in them as he is, or you know, at all) and apart from the joy of decrypting his letter, he also sent 6 artworks of his. Mindblowing stuff, just. Really. His mind will never cease to be a source of inspiration for me, and apart from supporting my nutty ways, he is a wonderful dragon lord genius.
There’s something about being slightly sleep deprived, running on 3 hours of sleep and more coffee than should be legal, that makes things start to feel like something out of a Tolkien story. Alabama, Georgia, North Carolina, you guys are fantastic for foggy days in the mountains and I think one day i’m going to spend a good chunk of time exploring all your roads, dips and curves, elevations and secret woodland hideouts.
I know most people who have never been to these states write them off as lacking much interest but…. there is such natural beauty here, in and out of the mountains. In the same way that people focus on the disasters than can happen in Kansas but forget the way the rolling plains can swallow your heart whole, I think most people forget these states on the eastern, southern side of the USA and the fantastical beauty that can be found here. Perhaps there isn’t the majestic wonder you can find in the Rockies, or the wanderlust that can trap you in the highways of California, but there IS something here, an unexpected wild freedom that pops stars in your eyes something fierce.
In these lands, the fog moves over slowly, stealthy fingers across the landscape and you barely notice till the view you were observing has been utterly obscured and all your eyes can make out are curving tree tops and the peaks of mountains in the distance, but the view will come again, and again and again, if you have a heart for patience and a love for landscapes that are ever changing.