I found some back country snow bliss.
I took a trip over the mountains to Bend late last week, and since I'm never sure when I'll be able to make it over again, I wanted to be sure to get a dose of the Central Oregon Cascades. Tumalo Mountain sits just across the road from Mt. Bachelor, and when the skies are clear, its summit affords fantastic views. Unfortunately when I was there the nearby mountains were socked in, and sleet began to fall, making visibility near nil. The foggy layers provided excellent noise transmission, though, and I could hear the happy whoops of skiers and snowboarders on the slopes across the highway.
But my trip to Bend wasn't all about getting into the snow country. My main purpose was a visit to Atelier 6000, a print studio and teaching facility in Bend. In the past on this blog, I've alluded to a somewhat murky and mysterious "Bend Project." It's something I've had on my mind for years, but I've had a hard time starting the work. It's occurred to me that to do the work in Bend would be really helpful. I'm hoping to be able to get to Bend about once a month to work at A6 and start to forge ahead.
All of this sounds just swell, but the truth is, I feel a tiny bit conflicted about working in Bend, the project, and dividing my time between two towns...maybe it's just jitters associated with actually starting new work and the fear that always accompanies beginning something that potentially puts my art on the line. Self-doubt and second-guessing. I'm not sure what to make of it, but I do think this is part of the process, and is probably something to be embraced.
"There was madness in any direction, at any hour. You could strike sparks anywhere. There was a fantastic universal sense that whatever we were doing was right, that we were winning."
Hunter S. Thompson