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outfit # 79: all i'm saying is all i'm saying

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Think about all the effort we go to separating ourselves from nature – the physical, emotional and mental barriers that keep us from remembering that we are as pivotal to our ecosystem as the rain and sun are.
And then we consider ourselves superior for our ability to live above nature, godlike beings wielding weedwackers and Round Up. We can control the appearance of the natural world, both outside of us and on us. We are more advanced than animal. Earth. Who needs it?  Let's colonize the moon.
Helping us separate ourselves from our world is our personal involvement with social media. Siri, what is a human connection? We’ve created an alternate space that exists without the use of nature at all. Except for a cute slow-mo video of snow falling for Instagram. Or an inspirational shot of a silhouette outlined by a Pantone Orange 021C sun.
The line between reality and our digital projection of reality becomes thinner daily. Did I have a good time if I didn't share a cute snapstory …

Recent Work // November + December

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November //

COVER STORY:Plough Gallery: Growing an arts community
Manage two cover stories in a row for Tifton Scene. This time on the history and birth of my workplace, my daily grind, etc. It gives insider hints on what it takes to run an art gallery in a small southern town while working a full time job. Also it reveals the secret origin story of the name Plough Gallery. Read the article and meet the owners, the curators, my bosses and mentors.

Dwight Yoakam performs in Tifton
I got to see that guy from Sling Blade perform live. I went with my mom and we sat next Yoakam's #1 fan. If you've ever wanted to see a crowd aged 60 to 20 TURN UP go to a country music concert. Even this small one was high energy and fun. And there were lots of sequins.

Harmony Jubilee brings hot air balloons to Fitzgerald
Finally got to see the Harmony Jubilee hot air balloons, and was even offered a free ride, but windy weather kept everyone grounded. I did get to meet a pair of balloonists who told me…

Recent work // October

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Writing //
Hunger and Heart: In the Kitchen with David Scarbrough for Tifton Scene I love food. I especially love food that is well crafted and thoughtfully presented. Binge watching Chef’s Table makes me an expert on Michelin Star dining, right? Maybe not. But I do remember eating at The Local for the first time. I got the stuffed pork chop. I may have been a poor college student, but my friends and I found room in our budget for a cheese plate too. It was delicious. It was so delicious that I was genuinely shocked and confused. How was it possible that this meal was here in Tifton? I was able to sit down with the Chef David Scarbrough and get to know the other side of the plate – before it’s delivered. Our conversation was honest, heart-warming and mouthwatering.
Local humanitarian group reaches out to immigrant detainees for Tifton Gazette Facebook has a major hand in how I find stories to cover. For instance, my former history professor was sharing events from a new group: the Sout…

DIY // Resources to build your blog

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A group of students from ABAC came to the gallery where I work to ask lil ole me some questions about blogging. The class has been blogging every day for a month (bless ‘em) to better understand digital marketing methods, what it takes to run a blog and how it can be useful for their careers.
I published my first blog post on September 16th 2010. You can read it here. That makes a little over seven years of blogging. I cranked up my blog when MySpace became super lame and I realized Facebook was essentially 0% customizable. Having a blog gave me a creative outlet to share things I loved, cared about and thought about.
My blog has been a pretty inconsistent thing though. I just did what I wanted with very little concern for the digits. It’s pretty much the same way today. But now I know how to actually monitor the numbers and I like experimenting with generating interest in my little blog.
Why? Mostly to learn. And I’m a little competitive. I like beating my high score.
I will say …

Travel #TBT // Unicoi State Park

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Unicoi State Park is a luscious green WONDERLAND. With creek beds at all levels of the mountain surrounded with picnic tables and banks to scuttle down, it was convenient and beautiful. There are several hiking trails, all at varying levels of difficulty. One of the easiest trails, paved and only a half mile up, leads you straight to Anna Ruby Falls. It’s a double waterfall, rare and spectacular, with two spacious viewing platforms. We read it was dog friendly, so we took our two mutts along for the outdoor adventure. However, neither Maggie nor Gizmo are especially fond of physical labor or the outdoors. At least not for long durations. We had to carry them back down.
On another day we had a picnic by one of the creek beds. With fresh veggies from Jaemor farms, our sandwiches were next level delicious and the dogs were glad to stay back at the cabin with air conditioning and cushioned surfaces. We waded through the creek and enjoyed the fresh, chilly stream. Down the creek we could…

Outfit #78: pumpkin seed

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You ever feel like God planted a big ole pumpkin seed inside you? Like a GMO from Jesus? That pumpkin seed is growing and growing, bigger than any county fair has ever seen, maybe even any state fair, shoot, it might compete nationally.

I remember telling one of my high school teachers that I felt like there was something big inside me, like I was going to do something that even I couldn’t predict and he knew exactly what I was talking about. It’s the weirdest kind of motivation because it’s vague and directionless. But it also means no matter how insecure I get, I sense this all part of a greater cause I can’t yet foresee.

Sticking to your gut (or nurturing your pumpkin seed???) takes courage and faith in yourself. Also a good heap of hard work. The worst part is I actually believe in myself. I believe I can do something even I couldn’t imagine. Which is pretty impressive considering I can bring myself to tears imagining myself giving inspirational monologues in dramatic, improb…