At the end of August, I spontaneously left Boston for a week and flew to Utah to visit Miss-Toula
I had no idea what I was getting into. I hadn't camped in over ten years, had never flown across time zones by myself, had never spent more than a few days with one person at a time. I was terrified, but the want to do it outweighed the fear.
I fear being cheesy, but it truly was a spiritually rejuvenating experience. There was so much that was cleared out there in the desert, there was so much that finally, finally broke off and flew away. I fell in love with myself again, I fell in love with this new, unfamiliar place. Toula and I shared many silly, serious, unforgetable moments. We almost died a couple of times ("You're experiencing all the worst parts of Utah this week," Toula said).
And the smell. Two things that are so, so great about the desert - the silence and the smell. Everything is great about the desert. But those, to me, were the best parts.
Toula and I talked about spirit animals, and though I don't consider Willow my spirit animal, she, and Warriors, is what brought me and Toula to meet. And the mountain lion is Toula, a master of the land.
There's a lot of play with symmetry with only a few things being asymmetrical. It's meant to show balance and vitality in nature vs. the crowded lifestyle of the city.
The plants are desert sage, creosote/larrea, and prickly pear.
The scene inside the mountain lion is the Hogback down Scenic Route 12
And, my favorite part, because I'm a nerd, the molecule at the bottom is linalool. Linalool, in one of its stereoisomeric forms, is responsible for the scent of lavender; chiral, it's found in coriander and other plants.
Now that I think about it, it might have made more sense to put a molecule responsible for the smell of sage, but I can't find it anywhere. oh well.
anyways, I've procrastinated on homework for long enough.