Our family’s stay in Tok, Alaska came to a close with the end of the school year on May 23rd, and we packed up our belongings for the relocation. The beast of burden intended to carry our family to Fairbanks was our rusty bucket of bolts, a ’93 Chevrolet Silverado. This beater-with-a-heater is now dubbed,… Continue reading The Chariot Back to Fairbanks
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Coming Home, but Home Isn’t the Same
Often, I’ve heard artists say, “If you want to be an artist, you must have fire in the belly.” All growing up, I never had to question what that meant. I was born with fire in the belly, deep inside of me. I felt it as a teenager, and it’s still there, even now. Focus… Continue reading Coming Home, but Home Isn’t the Same