Goodbye July








July is over, and I have mixed feelings about it.

The last four weeks have passed in the blink of an eye. I hadn't even fully had a chance to catch up with myself all month. It wasn't a bad month though. When I compare the positive and negative moments from the month, positive comes out on top. I'm smiling as I write this, because I'm just realizing that it's true. This month has flown by, but it's been full of illustrations I'm fond of, and photos with nice atmospheres, and goofy dogs, a mid-Summer drive through a good chunk of Texas, the ocean, and a brand new, perfect niece. I've added a couple more books to my collection, and a couple hundred to my ridiculous Amazon wishlist. I've thought of more ways to reorganize my space, which believe it or not is an actual hobby of mine. I feel more fulfilled than ever with this blog and the post I'm creating, and I'm ending the month with a feeling of accomplishment. Sure, I'm still stuck with the same health issues I've had most of the year, and my personal relationships could be better, but I'm okay. I'm content, and okay, and I think I've loved July for the first time in my life.

I hope July was just as good to you.


Ocean













Let me just take a moment to make every "on brand" joke I possibly can.

The name of this blog began as an inside joke. I saw the word "yachtsman" on a paint sample card, and joked to a friend that it sounded like a Vampire Weekend song. Said friend and I joked about starting a band in art school called yachtsman, art school never worked out and I wanted to create a blog anyway, and the rest is history. Now I'm stuck with this ridiculous blog name, and until last week, I'd never even seen the ocean (though this is technically the gulf, but like, it's still the ocean and I'm sold). I've still never been on a yacht though.

I always knew I'd love the ocean. For years I've obsessed over photos and videos and songs. I was right. I'm hopelessly in love with the ocean you guys. Though I do love where I live, a pretty decent sized part of me now wishes I could run off to a seaside town somewhere. Maybe one day...


Somehow This Worked










Sometimes I get a little panicked about my small wardrobe (which has had a few additions since I took these photos, thankfully), so I feel like I need to be a little extra creative. Enter insomnia and an idea to layer two dresses, and this happened, and I really feel like it works. I'm into this combination.

I'm having one of those moments where I'm feeling pretty secure with myself mentally, though so much shit (seriously, for lack of a better term) is going on right now. I'm struggling with a lot of "adult" things, and I'm trying to sort everything out, but I'm feeling secure, and I've been taking a lot of photos, and that really helps. This is a strange moment. Also, I think I'm PMSing, though I've only been off my period for a week. I suppose that's strange too.


Photos From The Backseat



























Somehow I managed to not fall too far behind last week, but I was actually out of town from Sunday to Thursday. I was experiencing so many wonderful firsts, including a great variety of colorful, old southern homes and the ocean, and the most wonderful of all, my precious niece. It was really a great week. I adore that baby. I've never been a baby person, but I adore that baby. My niece is perfect, and I'm in awe of her and my brother and sister-in-law. I could honestly go on about her forever, but I think you get my point. 

Anyway, I took my camera along to document everything, of course, and though I won't be sharing the personal family photos, I'm definitely sharing plenty of other photos. I took a ton of the ocean (on the beach, not from the car like the few above), which I'll show you all later this week, but I also got a little carried away on the initial Sunday road trip, and I took a ton of photos from the backseat of my parents' car. I then ended up  following up with more on a couple other days. Sometimes I get a little carried away with how beautiful I think Texas is, and how flawless/hilarious I think my dogs are. This is what I did to pass the time. Who knows, maybe I'll turn this into a series...


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