Hard Weeks

The last couple of weeks have been a mixture of emotionally draining and difficult, and yet uplifting and enjoyable.

We went off to Utah to say a final farewell to my epic big brother – the “King of the Hobos” – a supremely talented, artistic and intelligent individual whom I miss a great deal.  We met some of his closest friends for the first time and reconnected with another.  It was good.  Sad, but good.

I came back feeling buoyed up  t o take on the World, to run with some projects that have been sitting dormant for a long time… but the last couple of days my self belief has just collapsed.  I am really rubbish at believing in myself and promoting myself – it is one of those great personal failings that I have.

That said, my Dad is talking about doing something else with himself, and selling up the business since I have been talking about setting up my own thing and chasing some dreams.  I guess he has faith in my ability… and so this is going to force my hand somewhat since I need to either sink or swim!

So… I guess it is time to start the preparations, but for now here are a few photographs from the deserts of Utah – our adventures there and the celebration of my big brothers life.