ABOUT ME

i live in seattle. it is true, there is lots and lots of rain. but beautiful people, mountains, water, markets, and sunshine in the summertime!! i am presently studying art therapy and dreaming about that therapeutic healing arts center that i vow to bring into existence before i die. i love found object/second use conceptual art, bringing new life to old and seemingly useless things. let me rock your trash can.

PHILOSOPHY

be gentle on yourself. this will inspire an outgrowth of gentleness to all that you encounter. also life is short--taste it all. question everything, but not so much that you miss the simple beauty of life. be free.

Why I’m on Couchsurfing

COUCHSURFING EXPERIENCE

just beginning........ (!!)

Interests

llamas. flea markets. big trees. yoga in dangerous places. traveling. eating. art. clay. thrift stores. baby bunnies. yard sales. free samples. ice cream. electric fly swatters. wool socks. sun porches. sleeping in tents. making forts. climbing trees. sitting on rooftops. tire swings. dumpster diving. gardens. happiness.

• arts
• books
• beauty
• yoga
• flying
• thrifting
• traveling
• dumpster diving
• magic
• scuba diving
• rock climbing
• mountains

Teach, Learn, Share

everyman is an artist.
joseph beuys

believe in the simple magic of life, in service to the universe, and it will dawn on you what this waiting, peering, ‘stretching of the neck’ of the creature means. every word must falsify. but look, these beings live around you. and no matter which one you approach, you will always reach BEING.
martin buber

art is the cry of distress uttered by those who experience at firsthand the fate of mankind. who are not reconciled to it, but come to grips with it. who do not apathetically wait upon the motor called ‘hidden forces’ but hurl themselves in among the moving wheels, to understand how it all works. who do not turn their eyes away to shield themselves from emotions but open them wide, so as to tackle what must be tackled.
who do, however, often close their eyes, in order to perceive things incommunicable by the senses, to envision with in themselves the process that only seems to be the world outside.
the world revolves within--inside them: what bursts out is merely the echo...the work of art!
arnold schonberg

we are most deeply asleep at the switch when we fancy we control any switches at all. we sleep to time’s hurdy-gurdy; we wake, if we ever wake, to the silence of god. and then, when we wake to the deep shores of light uncreated, then when the dazzling dark breaks over the far slopes of time, then it’s time to toss things, like our reason, and our will; then it’s time to break our necks for home.
annie dillard

i beg you--have patience with everything unresolved in your heart and try to love the questions themselves as if they were locked rooms or books written in a very foreign language. don't search for the answers, which could not be given to you now, because you would not be able to live them. and the point is, to live everything. live the questions now. perhaps then, someday far in the future, you will gradually, without even noticing it, live your way into the answer...
rainer maria rilke

just because i keep my eyes open doesn't mean i'm paying attention. sometimes i'm just trying to get my contacts to slide back in place.
brian andreas

Countries I’ve Visited

Dominican Republic, Kenya, Mexico, Spain, Thailand, Turkey

Countries I’ve Lived In

United States