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The day was quickly fading when I came across a hiker who seemed slightly panicked. We were on a less traveled, more sketchy traverse part, only a minute away from reaching the summit. But they didn’t know it, thinking they were lost and on the wrong path. They were so close, but stopped too soon. 

There’s a metaphor for life in there somewhere I’m sure.
Sep 21, 2014

r&r🔹

The day was quickly fading when I came across a hiker who seemed slightly panicked. We were on a less traveled, more sketchy traverse part, only a minute away from reaching the summit. But they didn’t know it, thinking they were lost and on the wrong path. They were so close, but stopped too soon.

There’s a metaphor for life in there somewhere I’m sure.

Feeling strong, happy and loved. The earth is wondrous place. Get outside and revel in it.  

"Why, who makes much of a miracle? 
As to me I know of nothing else but miracles,
Whether I walk the streets of Manhattan, 
Or dart my sight over the roofs of houses toward the sky, 
Or wade with naked feet along the beach just in the edge of the water, 
Or stand under trees in the woods, 
Or talk by day with any one I love, or sleep in the bed at night 
with any one I love, 
Or sit at table at dinner with the rest, 
Or look at strangers opposite me riding in the car, 
Or watch honey-bees busy around the hive of a summer forenoon, 
Or animals feeding in the fields, 
Or birds, or the wonderfulness of insects in the air, 
Or the wonderfulness of the sundown, or of stars shining so quiet 
and bright, 
Or the exquisite delicate thin curve of the new moon in spring; 
These with the rest, one and all, are to me miracles, 
The whole referring, yet each distinct and in its place. 

To me every hour of the light and dark is a miracle, 
Every cubic inch of space is a miracle, 
Every square yard of the surface of the earth is spread with the same, 
Every foot of the interior swarms with the same. 
To me the sea is a continual miracle, 
The fishes that swim—the rocks—the motion of the waves—the 
ships with men in them, 
What stranger miracles are there?”
— 
Walt Whitman
Jul 25, 2014 / 1 note

Feeling strong, happy and loved. The earth is wondrous place. Get outside and revel in it.

"Why, who makes much of a miracle?
As to me I know of nothing else but miracles,
Whether I walk the streets of Manhattan,
Or dart my sight over the roofs of houses toward the sky,
Or wade with naked feet along the beach just in the edge of the water,
Or stand under trees in the woods,
Or talk by day with any one I love, or sleep in the bed at night
with any one I love,
Or sit at table at dinner with the rest,
Or look at strangers opposite me riding in the car,
Or watch honey-bees busy around the hive of a summer forenoon,
Or animals feeding in the fields,
Or birds, or the wonderfulness of insects in the air,
Or the wonderfulness of the sundown, or of stars shining so quiet
and bright,
Or the exquisite delicate thin curve of the new moon in spring;
These with the rest, one and all, are to me miracles,
The whole referring, yet each distinct and in its place.

To me every hour of the light and dark is a miracle,
Every cubic inch of space is a miracle,
Every square yard of the surface of the earth is spread with the same,
Every foot of the interior swarms with the same.
To me the sea is a continual miracle,
The fishes that swim—the rocks—the motion of the waves—the
ships with men in them,
What stranger miracles are there?”

Walt Whitman

Things in the perimeter of my art board today. Hustle. Especially when it’s hard. You have to earn the right to do the things you love.
Jul 18, 2014

Things in the perimeter of my art board today. Hustle. Especially when it’s hard. You have to earn the right to do the things you love.

Summer in Montana is like heaven. See ya’ll real soon under the Big Sky. #montana #goinghome #airportsketch #handlettering #typography #shocktop
Jun 23, 2014

Summer in Montana is like heaven. See ya’ll real soon under the Big Sky. #montana #goinghome #airportsketch #handlettering #typography #shocktop

Research for a new project. The owner of a Portland antique shop sold me this tin for $8, a bargain from the $20 sticker price. He has lost 75 pounds in the past year by eating salad for lunch. #portland #goodoldthings #tobaccotin #oldtype #typography #foundtype
Jun 17, 2014

Research for a new project. The owner of a Portland antique shop sold me this tin for $8, a bargain from the $20 sticker price. He has lost 75 pounds in the past year by eating salad for lunch. #portland #goodoldthings #tobaccotin #oldtype #typography #foundtype

How to Draw A Fox, step two.               I love working with the good folks over at Live From The Divide in Bozeman, MT. Our styles jive and I love how authentic the shows and musicians are. Get to some of their shows this summer! #bozeman #livefromthedivide #livemusic #posterart #fox #illustration #design
Jun 14, 2014

How to Draw A Fox, step two. I love working with the good folks over at Live From The Divide in Bozeman, MT. Our styles jive and I love how authentic the shows and musicians are. Get to some of their shows this summer! #bozeman #livefromthedivide #livemusic #posterart #fox #illustration #design

May 7, 2014 / 2 notes
Sunset tonight on the coast was rad. new ink and brush. #playtime
Feb 3, 2014

Sunset tonight on the coast was rad. new ink and brush. #playtime

I believe a leaf of grass is no less than the journey work of the stars -W.W.
Jan 13, 2014 / 1 note

I believe a leaf of grass is no less than the journey work of the stars -W.W.

Oct 25, 2013

Knowing what you’re doing is not nearly as important as knowing what you believe in and what your values are and understanding how to translate that into the decisions that you’re making.

Max Temkin, Creator of Cards Against Humanity

Oct 1, 2013 / 1 note

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Wherever you are, embrace each weird little step that got you there. 

"…Your story will have involved some leaving and some coming home, some summer and some winter, some roses blooming out like children in a play. My hope is your story will be about changing, about getting something beautiful born inside of you, about learning to love a woman or a man, about learning to love a child, about moving yourself around water, around mountains, around friends, about learning to love others more than we love ourselves, about learning oneness as a way of understanding God… It might be time for you to go. It might be time to chance, to shine out. 

Leave.

Roll the word around on your tongue for a bit. It is a beautiful word, isn’t it? So strong and forceful, the way you have always wanted to be. And you will not be alone. You have never been alone. Don’t worry. Everything will still be here when you get back. It is you who will have changed.”

Donald Miller’s Through Painted Deserts

Sep 17, 2013 / 83 notes

theohpioneer:

My friends Judson and Lucas Kovasckitz are venturing out over the next two months to travel America together and document their journey. They produced this incredibly moving video to share a little bit of their heart behind the project, and you should definitely take a look.

These guys are undertaking the trip of a lifetime, and I can’t wait to see where it takes them. I’m proud to know these gentlemen.

Sometimes I get discouraged that I’m not better at this thing called design. Then I remind myself that it is through DELIBERATE PRACTICE in which you can attain mastery of your craft. Keep practicing, stay passionate. Ever onward, ever upward.
Jun 20, 2013 / 1 note

Sometimes I get discouraged that I’m not better at this thing called design. Then I remind myself that it is through DELIBERATE PRACTICE in which you can attain mastery of your craft. Keep practicing, stay passionate. Ever onward, ever upward.

Wahoo! I live in Portland now. #homesweethome #pdx (at St. Johns Bridge)
Jun 10, 2013 / 40 notes

Wahoo! I live in Portland now. #homesweethome #pdx (at St. Johns Bridge)

keep fucking learning. #goodfuckingdesignadvice
Apr 9, 2013 / 8 notes

keep fucking learning. #goodfuckingdesignadvice