A few more photos from my trip home in June.

I miss my Illustration teachers and friends. I miss the Brimhall and AKH. I miss demos with pagan brushes by Richard Hull. I miss Bob Barrett telling me to “think, feel, recheck angles, stand back, squint, feel, and think”. I miss croquet. I miss Bethanne’s ski stories and her faith in me. It was the best place on campus in my opinion! My teachers were superstars and my friends like family. So I was thrilled to be in town the same week as the opening of the alumni show at the Harris Fine Arts Center. And I miss them even more now that I’ve seen them again.

I love hiking and backpacking with my dad. It’s how he choose to connect with me when I was a kid and it still works today. We spend time in the mountains and we get caught up even after being apart for 6 months or more. Same thing with my mom and gardening. If I feel crazy I run or do yard work to get my head straight. She taught me a lot picking raspberries.