1. We started in St. Louis and drove south down I-55, skipping briefly through Arkansas and Tennessee, before spending our first night in Hugh White State Park.


  2. I sat down with Alice Channer to talk about her practice and how the meaning of interaction has changed in the digital age. You can see more of her work at her galleries, Lisa Cooley and the Approach.


  3. We went to the Denver Botanical Garden.


  4. Arches National Park near Moab, Utah, has been on my radar since my early days of mountain biking. It was a mecca for the sport and, as a 13 year old without any means of transport besides my bike, represented some sort of wild west freedom fantasy. Mountain biking was the first passion that truly felt mine, in the sense that I didn’t inherit it from my family. The bike offered my teenage self a means of independence and opened the city for exploration. Now, as an adult, that desire to explore remains and has led me here, to the first destination I ever sought. The circular nature of existence manifests.




  7. Arches, Utah.


  8. Achieving the Infinite with Mike Wood

    I sat down with mining engineer and all-around funny guy, Mike Wood, to talk about his split personality and finding balance in an unbalanced world.


  9. Capitol Reef National Park, Utah.


  10. We drove towards Cayonlands.


  11. We emerge from the Colorado River canyon and drive through the bizarre landscapes of southern Utah. The geography of the southwest changes more rapidly than any region of America. Each bend of the road brings entirely new colors and otherworldly formations of rock.


  12. Bryce Canyon, Utah.


  13. Angel’s Landing, Zion.


  14. The hike to Angel’s Landing is treacherous and exhilarating and reveals the most dramatic views of the Zion canyon. We woke for sunrise and got on one of the first available shuttles so the route was nearly empty for our hike. The trail starts in the valley floor, but gains altitude rapidly by a series of steep cutbacks and a beautiful switchback stair that was built in the 1920s.

    From Scout Lookout, the trail is signposted to warn of the regular occurrence of fatalities on the final ascent to Angel’s Landing itself. At times the trail is no wider than a meter, with sheer drops of 1,400 feet on either side. The rock is slick sandstone. It was easily the most thrilling hike I’ve ever undertaken and the staggering views were well worth the risk. I appreciate the experience would be different for those who fear heights, but for anyone who relishes a heightened awareness of mortality, I would eagerly recommend a visit.


  15. Hiking up to Angel’s Landing.