What is an artist adventurer? Everyone always asks . . .

The capacity to be an artist adventurer is in each one of us.

Becoming an artist adventurer has been a very personal journey for me over the past few years. It all began on a dark Georgia freeway nearly ten years ago. My life was very different and I certainly wasn’t living life on purpose. As I drove that early Christmas morning before sunrise, I dreamed of what I would like my life to be like. In an extended visualization lasting nearly three hours, the words “Anna, the Artist Adventurer” came to mind. Since that time, I have transformed into just that, Anna the Artist Adventurer. Sometimes it means I’m a drunken goofy jackass who is getting mixed up into some kind of mindful trouble. Sometimes I’m on a serious rant about the ways in which the mass populace has been taught by society to live their lives in a mindless waking sleep. I’m just here to stir the pot.

I can explain my philosophies and a bit about what I like to do as a description of an artist adventurer, but the bottom line is that it’s a fluid and changing thing.

I’m a writer/storyteller/photographer/traveler. I am a free thinker. I don’t own a television, but appreciate it at times and will on occasion invite myself over to your house to watch yours. I believe in living debt free. I like to pack a bag at a moment’s notice and jet off for parts unknown. I constantly find myself in the right place at the right time, witnessing beauty and magical moments all around me. I live quite on purpose, yet never know exactly what I might be doing when I wake up in the morning.

It’s my job to show – by example and through stories – that there is another way. We don’t have to fit into a mold that society tries to sell us. We can believe in magic, because we can indeed create it and give it an environment in which to thrive all around us.