It’s been a while hasn’t it. My sincerest apologies. I have sort of been in a weird head space, somewhere between a loss on inspiration, and multiple bursts of it. Unfortunately for me, that means a whole lot of writer’s block and whole lot of research (which doesn’t make for a great blog post). On the upside however, I am back! And this time when I say I’m back, hopefully it’s for a longer time than the previous times I have said this haha.
So now, on with today’s story…
I know I say it all the time, but I really do miss Vancouver.
Of course the streets, sounds, beaches, food, museums, galleries, markets and mountains play a big part in that, but more importantly I miss my passionate, talented, driven, inspiring, hilarious film geeks.
Before moving home I had completely forgotten how “different” it is to be an artist / a dreamer here. Of course there are artistically inclined people — I just don’t know a heck of a lot of them, like I did in Van. It’s just a totally different mind set here – get a job, get a car, get a house, make babies, and while that used to be something that really appealed to me, I guess times have just changed.
I write this post on the eve of the eve of my return to Vancouver — albeit, a short return lasting only 6 days, but it will be just what I need to get back on track and focused on my goals — you know, seeing the world and making movies. I get to see my friends, my mentors, my idols and so much more! I cannot freaken wait.
I always knew that coming home was going to be a sacrifice, and while I joked about how awful moving to Edmonton would be, it soon turned out to be a reality. Now let me make this clear — I do really enjoy living at home, catching up with my mom, seeing my family, visiting with old friends and stuffing my face full of mashed potatoes (cause my mom is the best cook in the world) — but the fact is, living in Vancouver made me want more out of life. More out of the city that I call my home.
I’ve been struggling to find my place here, and I guess part of that comes with the fact that I haven’t really made an effort to go out and meet new people. I know how easy it should be, but with VFS I had the opportunity to meet a whole lot of likeminded individuals, and that is just a luxury I do not have here. (Yes I can already hear you now, white people problems. I know. I know.)
I just miss the daily adventures the city brought me. The places I could walk. The friends I had in every neighborhood. The package deal I guess is what I’m trying to say here.
But what is the good in complaining about it? Not a whole lot besides getting it off my chest, but that’s really only pushing it to the front of my thoughts anyways. Instead, I’ve decided to do something and change my future, and it feels good to finally be focusing on the right goals again. So how about I tell y’all about that?
Well as you may have read in my post below, I started doing some wax art after being inspired by a piece I saw on Pinterest. I’ve sold a few pieces to family and friends and then opened up a store on Etsy and sold a few pieces there (to people I don’t know! exciting!) It’s been a really lovely experience so far, and I hope to be able to continue doing this for a while, and hopefully expanding to the Farmer’s Markets when they start up again ;).
This was my favorite piece, and I just sold it two days ago. I wanted to keep it, and was kind of disappointed haha but that just means I gotta make another one ;).
In other news, I’m working full time! I don’t wanna talk about work here, but suffice to say, I’m earning a decent living and with very minimal bills living at home, I’m starting to overcome the mountain of debt that has become my life. Wahoooo!
And what does money lead to? TRAVEL OF COURSE.
Yeah that’s right. You heard me. I’m gonna start rambling on about traveling again.
I started with my usual travel sites : kayak (the root of all evil, shows me all the cheap flights I can take advantage of by country hopping strategically.), gadventures (an adventure-tour group that focuses on sustainable tours around the world), WWOOF.org (World Wide Opportunities on Organic Farms, an organization for just that, matching volunteers with hosts looking for some help on the farm. A lovely program, and one I hope to participate in for the rest of my life.), couchsurfing.org (another great project for travellers to connect either for a coffee and a tour or even spending the night on a couch in their homes.) and eventually expanding to Google which after several searches had filled my bookmark tab two lengths full.
As I did more and more research, I was reminded of several different episodes of Departures, and with that I rewatched three seasons back to back. Then I looked for more…
First and foremost, if you have not seen these clips, you MUST watch them now!
First off, can I just say “why didn’t I think of this first?! Red would have made an awesome soundtrack for it too!” But hey, they beat me to it.
Second — this clip I’m about to show you is for a show that has really changed my life. It’s called ‘An Idiot Abroad’ and you should check it out.
Again — Ricky Gervais beat me to this one, but frankly, I don’t think I would want to do a show like this one haha.
In most travel shows when they see something exotic, they’re very respectful and often times praise the other cultures traditions, explaining how special and rare it is for the audience. Karl on the other hand just tells it like it is. Ricky and Steve (the producers) are fucking with him on absolutely every level, and it’s amazing to see him break down and build himself right back up again. He freezes, he sweats, he boils, he gets burned with traditional “massages”. He eats bugs, eyes, “original” sushi, and shits in various squatters around the world. He dances, he learns, he cries, he conquers his fears, and is completely overcome by others. It’s a really great show, seeing what travel can do to a person, and I hope there is a third season — it’s just too damn good.
On that note, with all of this inspiration around me, I decided a few things about my next few steps.
The first, I’m going to see the world. I’ve been saying for years that I’m going to do it, and it’s finally time for me to say yes, and give in to that desire.
Okay so yes, that means LA is on hold, but I know that LA will be there for a while, and it’s important to fulfill one’s dreams instead of holding out on them forever.
The second, I’m going to tie this into my career somehow. I’m not quite sure of how I’m going to do that yet, but I’m hoping this upcoming trip to Vancouver (and a meeting with Bob of course) will help solidify what direction I’m going to head into. I have tons of ideas, but I’m in need of a brainstorming partner or two (or ten).
Why is this so important? Well if I’m going to take off for any extended period of time, it’s best I don’t fall too far out of the loop! Plus, getting to document my adventures overseas is pretty much the opportunity of a lifetime. (Thanks again mom for the camera, you’re the best.)
The third, I can meet up with those wonderful friends I’ve made who’ve moved back to their homes around the world after school, as well as friends of mine who’ve set off on adventures of their own around the globe. I can’t wait to get tours from the locals, and maybe finding myself another new home.
Finally, I want to learn new things everywhere I travel. I mean of course I’m going to learn facts here and there about the architecture, culture, history and people of the places I’ll visit, but I want more than that. I want to learn how to make wine (not that I’d drink it but whatever haha), how to make traditional jewelry, to meditate, to knit, to speak italian, make cannolis and so many other things. This is really my chance to go out and do it!
Well… I have a crazy few days ahead of me, I haven’t packed yet, nor have I completed Andrew’s art project, and it’s already 1:30am.. I guess it’s time I head to slumberland to get an early start tomorrow before my last day of work, and then the 7:00 am departure the next morning (ew)
Anyhow, once again, thank you my dear readers for continuing to be a part of my inspiration. I struggle sometimes and lose my way, but I will always come back to the internet and social media for comfort haha.
(I promise to have more interesting posts soon I swear!)