Sunset on the Vermillion River in MN. Home of leviathans.

The end of Winter and the whole of Spring went fast. Maybe too fast. The first half of Summer has been no different.  It has been punctuated by some life/career changes for the family, building of friendships, and the shuffling of other relationships as I grow older, shoulder new responsibility and reevaluate who I am and what I’m about.

It’s midlife at its fullest.

There has been some really bitchin’ fishing adventures, particularly with my buddy Kyle of Black Earth Angling.  The most recent being Crash Camp which was shared with my close friend Professor Cheeseburger and my new mate, filmmaker T.C. Worley.  Be on the look out for a short film about Crash Camp that T.C. filmed for The Fly Fish Journal, sponsored by Patagonia and New Belgium – should be out sometime later in 2019.

My art is cranking along in bits and spurts.  Another Great Waters Fly Fishing Expo is in the books.  Charlie, Josh, Ted and I had a blast showing our work. Charlie made people scream and left a nice waldo on my leg.  I traveled out to Madison WI to show my work at the last installment of Drinking with Scissors. I’m currently finishing up a bunch of commissioned projects, and then I’ll shift my focus to moving some work and making some $ for righteous causes with a sale in August.  Be on the look out for some fresh and revised joints that I did with Simms this Fall as well.  To top it off I’m returning to some album artwork with a good buddy…super stoked on that project.

It’s been a swift time.  Seasons changing, lives changing, perspectives changing.

As I set firmly and confidently into 42, I find myself asking questions about almost every decision I make.  I don’t think that’ll be the case for too long, rather I think it’s just me taking stock of the reality around me, and asking, “Is this what I want?  Could it be better?  Who are these people?!”.

That might be a bit heavy if not sappy…so take it for whatever it’s worth.

But when you find that right current, that right run in life…it’s an amazing feeling full of emotional and psychological sobriety that brings a sharper focus.  That’s a high worth working for.

Cheers and horns high amigos.



  One thought on “Seasons

  1. July 20, 2019 at 11:35 am

    Taking stock is not a bad thing and needs to be done every couple of decades. Around twenty, forty, sixty… In the midst of round three myself so I feel ya. We, neither of us, have strayed too far, from what I’ve seen, so be kind to yourself in this assessment. And honest. And don’t take it all quite so seriously. Good advice for life in general, I suppose.


    • July 20, 2019 at 11:20 pm

      Thanks Mike. Cheers to the journey behind us, and the journey in front us.

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