* Finding your path *

My theme of this year is change. I have made some very big changes this year, and am in the middle of one currently. I recently moved myself and one large suitcase of my valuables (clothes, shoes, and computer) to Boulder, CO, where I currently reside in a rented room. I sleep on a hard, twin mattress on the floor and I wake up some mornings thinking "what the hell am I doing?".

Change is good, change is necessary, and change is HARD. Luckily, I am surrounded by people who help remind me that what I'm doing is exactly what I need to be doing right now. I have faith that the path I choose will eventually get me to my destination, even if I am unsure. All I have to do is keep walking.

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* On My Day Off *

I rarely have full days off from work, so I try to make the most of the ones I have. Plus, with this crazy warm weather for New England, it seems the perfect time to go for bike rides by the ocean.

I think about the things I'll miss once I move out west, and freezing cold bike rides by the atlantic ocean are oddly one of them. Although once I take really warm bike rides by the pacific ocean, I might get over it pretty quickly.

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* Inspired: Egon Schiele *

As an artist, it is hard to have a constant flow of inspiration. I have certain go-to's that will automatically inspire me to get back into my creativity. One happens to be Egon Schiele, my favorite artist. I love how he captures the rawness of humanity in his strokes, and the distortion of his figures allows the viewer to connect to the reality of imperfection. At the same time, you can't help but find his figures beautiful.

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* Welcome 2012 *

New Year's Eve is a time where you inevitably reflect on the year that passed. From the start of 2011, last year was full of stress, hard decisions, saying goodbye to people closest to me, and starting over in many ways. In a lot of ways 2011 was my hardest yet, and has left me with a lot of open-ended questions facing 2012.

That being said, I do not regret what happened this past year, for it has only brought me closer to realizing many of the dreams I thought would never be tangible. I feel strong enough to move forward into this new year, knowing without a doubt it will be a difficult yet defining year. I have no resolutions except living the best way I can, and being grateful for all that I have.

The Mayans predicted this as the year of transition. Destruction of the "world" as we knew it. I can feel it, and am doing my part to join in and letting the change happen.

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