Irreconcilable Differences

I took a deep breath and listened to the old brag of my heart: I am, I am, I am. -Sylvia Plath, The Bell Jar A few months ago, my excellent adventure partner/BFF/boyfriend and I decided to part ways. After four

Irreconcilable Differences

I took a deep breath and listened to the old brag of my heart: I am, I am, I am. -Sylvia Plath, The Bell Jar A few months ago, my excellent adventure partner/BFF/boyfriend and I decided to part ways. After four

Where the Heart is Fickle

 “When I was fifteen,” Miss Saeki says with a smile, “all I wanted was to go off to some other world, a place beyond anybody’s reach. A place beyond the flow of time.”     “But there’s not a place like

Where the Heart is Fickle

 “When I was fifteen,” Miss Saeki says with a smile, “all I wanted was to go off to some other world, a place beyond anybody’s reach. A place beyond the flow of time.”     “But there’s not a place like

Soul Connection

In Nepal, spiritual practices are deeply engrained into everyday life and pervade through every caste and ethnic group. 81% of the population is Hindu, 9% are Buddhist, and many of the rest identify as both. The importance of their religious

Soul Connection

In Nepal, spiritual practices are deeply engrained into everyday life and pervade through every caste and ethnic group. 81% of the population is Hindu, 9% are Buddhist, and many of the rest identify as both. The importance of their religious

Adventuring: Things I Miss From Home

About a month ago, in a bout of frustration, I started a blog post about the less glamorous and unwritten about aspects of travel. For better or for worse, it took me way too long to publish, and so, with

Adventuring: Things I Miss From Home

About a month ago, in a bout of frustration, I started a blog post about the less glamorous and unwritten about aspects of travel. For better or for worse, it took me way too long to publish, and so, with

Namaste; First Impressions of Kathmandu

Namaste! Its been just over two weeks in Kathmandu, and has already been filled with many of the mental and physical extremes that one can hope for on an adventure. The Sunday after I arrived, I woke up in horrid

Namaste; First Impressions of Kathmandu

Namaste! Its been just over two weeks in Kathmandu, and has already been filled with many of the mental and physical extremes that one can hope for on an adventure. The Sunday after I arrived, I woke up in horrid

Goodbye, Hello

After an 8,000 mile summer rambling up and down the California coast, David and I said goodbye to student living and turned the page to the next chapter of our lives.  He recently started his new career-job (or as I call

Goodbye, Hello

After an 8,000 mile summer rambling up and down the California coast, David and I said goodbye to student living and turned the page to the next chapter of our lives.  He recently started his new career-job (or as I call

Becoming Left Handed

I have always brushed my teeth with my left hand. I am not sure why. When I try to brush with my right, the movement is very slow and uncontrolled. Over the past few months, I have been injuring my

Becoming Left Handed

I have always brushed my teeth with my left hand. I am not sure why. When I try to brush with my right, the movement is very slow and uncontrolled. Over the past few months, I have been injuring my

Lessons From the Sea and Embracing Fear

This winter my family and I enjoyed the holidays on Oahu. On Christmas Eve, while my mother and David roasted cornish hens, my sister and I went on an evening mission to snag fresh basil  from the bartenders at Surfer Bar.

Lessons From the Sea and Embracing Fear

This winter my family and I enjoyed the holidays on Oahu. On Christmas Eve, while my mother and David roasted cornish hens, my sister and I went on an evening mission to snag fresh basil  from the bartenders at Surfer Bar.

Blossom Where You’re Planted

Preface: This past summer was difficult. I was approaching three years at my first job out of grad school.  Through that job, I received impeccable training on managing internal and external relations. I also learned compassion and patience. But, I

Blossom Where You’re Planted

Preface: This past summer was difficult. I was approaching three years at my first job out of grad school.  Through that job, I received impeccable training on managing internal and external relations. I also learned compassion and patience. But, I

Bittersweet Goodbyes

Four months, 400 hours of audio books, and a condo renovation later, I have completed Playa Maderas. During the beginning stages of this painting process, I completed The Wheel of Time fantasy series. I had followed 8 characters through 400+ hours

Bittersweet Goodbyes

Four months, 400 hours of audio books, and a condo renovation later, I have completed Playa Maderas. During the beginning stages of this painting process, I completed The Wheel of Time fantasy series. I had followed 8 characters through 400+ hours

Brandon’s Wave

Below are pictures of the Playa Maderas triptych.  Documenting the progression of this painting has given me the opportunity to practice using InDesign to put together these collages…. even if in the most rudimentary way. I think I am about

Brandon’s Wave

Below are pictures of the Playa Maderas triptych.  Documenting the progression of this painting has given me the opportunity to practice using InDesign to put together these collages…. even if in the most rudimentary way. I think I am about

Process

I’ve been back in the states almost 2 months since Nica. I can’t stop thinking about those consistent, beautiful, waves. When I run/swim, I loose myself in day dreams of Playa Maderas. The memory extends my strides. I feel strong.

Process

I’ve been back in the states almost 2 months since Nica. I can’t stop thinking about those consistent, beautiful, waves. When I run/swim, I loose myself in day dreams of Playa Maderas. The memory extends my strides. I feel strong.

Maderas, Nicaragua (Pt. II)

Lindsey got in late that Sunday evening.  With my pal in town, we hopped on the back of a “shuttle,” (a pick-up with benches) and headed down to San Juan. 3 hours later, the 4 x 4 block town had

Maderas, Nicaragua (Pt. II)

Lindsey got in late that Sunday evening.  With my pal in town, we hopped on the back of a “shuttle,” (a pick-up with benches) and headed down to San Juan. 3 hours later, the 4 x 4 block town had

Maderas, Nicaragua

I started my adventure finding my passport was to expire 8 days before my departure. Below are my passport photos: On the left, waning out of my ape-shit rebel years; I look like young half asian man preparing for Uruguay. On

Maderas, Nicaragua

I started my adventure finding my passport was to expire 8 days before my departure. Below are my passport photos: On the left, waning out of my ape-shit rebel years; I look like young half asian man preparing for Uruguay. On