I first moved to Portland, Oregon after a messy breakup almost ten years ago. I healed, but I was not dialed in and did not enjoy the city as much as I should have. I settled in stumptown for good 6 years ago after a brief re-visit of NYC. This time around I fell in love, with a man and with this fair city. One of the biggest reasons I love it here is because I have hiking buddies and I get to see beautiful waterfalls regularly like Wahkeena, Wahclella, Multnomah, and Latourell.
I also like the look of my current hometown, with gorgeous glass and concrete structures against the backdrop of lush Forest Park and alive with beautiful bridges like Fremont, Steel, and my favorite – St Johns. And welcoming you to this wonderland is the famous Portland, Oregon White Stag sign! Such a beauty.
Another reason to celebrate living in the Pacific Northwest is the birds! I see them in the city, floating above me, crows cawing, chickens clucking in neighboring yards, I see them in Forest Park at the Audobon Society, I see owls and auks and gulls and eagles and osprey and hawks on my hikes, and I see them as paintings and earrings and cuffs in my workstation at least once a week. That vile show that has contributed to messing with the vibe here in Portland joked about putting birds on things and I willingly live up to the silly stereotype.
I would be a fool if I didn’t mention the crown jewel of Portland, Mt Hood! The mountain is ever-present looming behind the city to the east, inspiring and beckoning all who see it’s granduer. One of my favorite views of the mountain is from Mirror Lake, a popular hike in my area.
Honorable mention goes out to the vibrant bike culture of Portland. And also the trees. My two favorite trees here are the Douglas Fir and the Ponderosa Pine! These things I have mentioned and many, many more keep me inspired and creations based on them take up permanent residence in my Etsy shop.
Who knows where my adventures will take me this year? I know the area still has gems to reveal and with my new hiking buddies and my dearest, frequent hiking companion Seasons ready to discover them with me I am sure to be inspired to create all year long. Stay tuned!
I have not written anything political on my blog and I often shy away from engaging about the current political scene on social media as the harsh words come from every side.
I have given a small sum of money to the Bernie Sanders campaign and continue to do so the only way I am able. I have made three pairs of Bernie inspired earrings and when any of them sell – half of the proceeds are donated.
These were the first that I created. One with Bernie’s coy smile and one with his classic finger wag. Get them here.
I like his record. For the most part his voting record is clean with a few blunders here and there because often bills have loads of BS legislation tied in with very necessary legislation. The most important thing about him is that he speaks to “us” and what we can do while Hillary tends to speak mostly of “I”. Bernie turns away from the SuperPACs while Hillary embraces them greedily. Yes, she props up other Democrats but it’s all very “you scratch my back and I’ll scratch yours later” and that is the very problem Bernie addresses so frequently.
Bernie also speaks of love and tolerance and propping one another up and I feel that is what we need more than anything.
This was my second Bernie pair in which I included the yellow finch that landed on his podium here in Portland. The reverse side also has mirror image finches. I tried to go to that rally, but couldn’t get in. Many people hugged me as I walked by outside though. Get them here
I like women very, very much. My mother and grandmother are my biggest heroes and greatest inspirations in my life. The bulk (if not all) of my closest friends are strong, talented and outspoken women. I die for a woman in the White House. Not this one. I have never liked Hillary. Her shrill voice drives me insane. Years ago and for many years she did not do her very best to support the community I most identify with. And when she did do so it was so clearly just for political gain. Her maniacal laugh is nothing short of chilling. Last night she decided to blame Bernie for Sandy Hook, turning a tragedy for many into one more political bullet in her arsenal. And just last week when asked about taking money from the fossil fuel industry she attacked a young woman and flat out lied (again) in a way not befitting someone running for the highest office in the land. (And yes, I know Donald Trump is far more vile in that regard)
I do have hope that the current momentum will carry Bernie through to victory, that those Super Delegates will finally realize their constituents desires matter most. I trust that the masses will see her vitriol and know that it is the real her. If not, Japan – please let me stay.
My final pair is a little smaller and features two pen, ink and paint finches. No Bernie, just the beautiful bird, one at rest, the other in flight. Get them here
I have been told my whole life that I am negative. My parents spoke to me with biting sarcasm and wit from a very young age and it set right in. I experienced a great deal of death and loss early on in my life and was a victim of my father’s abuse and neglect. I can’t say that I feel this caused my negativity. In fact, many pictures of me before the real hard times came show a boy with the weight of the world on his shoulders, a sad or troubled look upon my face. I cannot say why. I do know that it hurt whenever a person would call me out on my “negative” attitude and it still does today.
Turn Dark to Light with this glorious labradorite piece.
I feel that many of those people who shout so loudly about staying positive and upbeat are the first people who drop the friendship ball, who are so self-absorbed or wrapped up in their world of make believe that they don’t notice the trail of former friends they have behind them.
To all things, there Must be balance. Citrine and Amethyst.
I try every day to find the good, to not be so harsh and judgemental, to not call so much attention to annoyances or dark things, but I often fail. I typically think that my responses are funny and know that many times they are not received that way. I and those closest to me know the real me, know what’s under all the layers of hurt, fear, insecurity and frustration. I hope to one day shine that light inside me outward and I hope that in my future enlightened state I don’t judge those around me who aren’t quite there yet, because when one does that – they show just how unevolved they truly are.
“Free your heart from hatred.” That’s what I feel I will always be working on. And that’s ok. As long as I’m working on it. That’s what being human is all about.