2020. A year of love, adventure, friendship, fear, uncertainty, isolation, pain. Hope, community, growth and connection. A year like never before. My year began with big plans. Jetsetting the globe amongst the best of them. I made it to Vietnam, an experience forever engraved on my heart. But then the world slowed down. Uncertainty, fear, loss, panic swept the world. But from this time of terror blossomed a sense of community like I'd never seen before. A sense of unity. Communities came together, connection the forefront of this revolution. In such dark times I was lucky enough to be offered this light. Like many on the west coast I was only marginally impaired by this dark time. For me I saw the spark of community. Rainbows and teddy bears lined the streets. Families were forced to connect. Spending time outside became treasured, no longer taken for granted. Human interaction was now the most valuable of currencies and people were caring for one another. Many found time that they had lost in their fast paced lives. Hobbies were nurtured and passions ignited. I poured my heart into creating art to adorn the most beautiful canvases of all, the human body. The beach became a sanctuary, alone and with my sister. A place to be safely tucked away as the world around us retreated inside. And then as the months trickled on, our lives began to resemble 'normal' again. With an air of caution, the place I am lucky enough to call home, began to open up once again. We crept our way back into a sense of normality, freedom. Whilst it appeared slightly different to my original plans, travel was once again on the horizon. While it may not have been the globe I was exploring, I ventured deep within the land I call home. Up and down the west coast we explored, sleeping in the car, cooking under the stars. Showers were replaced with dips in the ocean and discovering hidden gems became a daily occurrence. I continued to stitch my wildest dreams into reality with an ever-growing community of support behind me.
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