CAPTURING THE CROSSROAD: December Musings

“The aura of the words remain. The intersection of that frostbitten, naive January day. Standing at the crossroads of nostalgia and possibility.
Embracing the notions of the experienced and the impending.”

TAHITI: A Daydream

A short-film, inspired by a trip to beautiful French Polynesia.

THANKS FOR THE PEN: A Short Story

Like keeping an old plane ticket in the fold of one’s wallet, where the photo of a lover should be- it’s the sentiment that, I am in this place, but it is not where I have always been, or where I will always be. That the city might hold my physicality, but it doesn’t hold my heart.

NOMADS OF THE SEA: The Pacific Northwest

I left a piece of my heart somewhere again- wandering the through Pike Place Market, steaming cup of spiced rum apple cider in hand, the chill of the Pacific Northwest sending deep breaths of salty, crisp air into my lungs.

CASTLE ON A HILL: Capturing California’s Central Coast

California’s sleepy central coast has always held somewhat of an inexplicable love affair. Its rolling, golden hills juxtaposed by rugged ocean bluffs form a blissful blanket of solitude, where, if only for a moment, one is swept worlds away from the rampant hustle of Los Angeles and San Francisco.

DEAR OCEAN: A Tribute to the Sea

Summertime in my hometown has always been something special. There’s a palpable magic in the air, lingering in the golden sunsets and warm sea and gentle breezes. Wandered down to my favorite beach the other evening, Canon and notebook in hand, and captured some of the magic. Dear Ocean, I just wanted to take a…

ADRENALINE: A Surfer’s Tale


The ocean is ancient. Formed on this earth 2.6 billion years ago in a crash of lightening and chemicals. A surge of molecules-

And now, in this moment, we’re riding it.

A force of nature as old as time itself, and we’re taking it on with nothing but fiberglass, neoprene and adrenaline.

STAIRWAY TO HEAVEN: Hiking Yosemite’s Mist Trail

It taps into something carnal; the relentless thunder of water plummeting 3,300 feet to collide with granite, an ominous mist clouding the air, drops of fresh water wetting a hiker’s skin, mixing with the salty sweat dripping from their brow, the sierra sun beating down on their back, quads burning from balancing atop lichen-coated stone, lungs drinking in pine-laden air.

HOLIDAY GIFTS FOR MERMAIDS: DIY Seashell Soaps

Looking for the perfect holiday gift for an ocean-loving friend or family member?
These DIY seashell soaps are super simple to make and will remind you of tropical days all winter long!