There Is Nothing Gained In a Life Half Lived

I’m a firm believer there is nothing to be gained from a life half lived - and this past year of my life has been nothin’ short of a testament to that.

It’s been a crazy one, full of big risks with absolutely no clue how it was all gonna end up. Simply throwing myself out into the world with a little faith and a dream, knowing deep down that somehow it’d all end up alright.

It’s taken me across the country more than a few times - from huntin’ the rugged deserts of West Texas to weathering the winter in north Louisiana. Roaming the farmland of rural Arkansas to chasin’ storms in the humid bayous of South Louisiana, then finally north to explore the wild prairie of the Dakotas and the Missouri River - places I’d never been before, but immediately fell in love with.

This year also saw my studio more successful than it’s ever been, working on projects and with clients that I could’ve only dreamed of. It also saw me finally removing myself from academia and the art world to focus on a new direction, as an independent artist, photographer and craftswoman, something that was a much needed step and a long time coming.

Those that know me know I put my whole heart and soul into everything I do and I believe without a shadow of a doubt that’s exactly how I ended up where I was always meant to be - lovin’ life and chasin’ my dream with one hell of a man by my side...ain’t a bad way to start off another tip around the sun.

So while it ain’t been easy, it’s all been worth it, because there is nothing to be gained by not taking some risks and retreating into a life half lived.