Here’s a calendar—because who doesn’t love a little structure in the chaos? Bonus: it actually might help you keep track of dates and stuff. Win-win! (Psssst… the darkened dates are my blog posts! You can click them.)

Hi, I’m Dylan

Poet. Painter. Storyteller. Feeler of all the feelings.

This isn’t just a blog. And it’s definitely not a van life blog.
It’s a breathing thing… a living archive of trying.

A collection of poems, essays, art, and raw moments from the middle of a messy, beautiful rebuild.

I live in an old van named Oscar. I write from the road, from beaches, from parking lots, and anywhere else that feels like it might hold a good sentence. This space is where I gather the pieces of myself: the words I can’t say out loud, the brushstrokes that speak when language fails, and the stories I carry in my bones.

It’s part gallery, part journal, part quiet rebellion against the pressure to be put-together all the time.

I write poetry that leans into vulnerability, often raw, sometimes mythic, always personal. My blog expands on the moments in between: mental health, identity, queerness, grief, resilience, and the messy, beautiful act of becoming. My paintings follow similar threads, often exploring the body, intimacy, memory, and the places where pain and beauty overlap.

This space is for the ones figuring it out in real time. For the soft, the sensitive, the seekers. For the people who feel too much and keep going anyway.

Why follow along?
Because you’re tired of curated feeds and perfect endings.
Because you’re craving honesty over aesthetic.
Because maybe you’ve unraveled, too… and you want proof that beauty can still live in the ruins.

Every week or so, I share pieces of that process:

  • Letters from the road

  • Pages from the journal

  • Photos, poems, and confessions too tender for social media

  • Occasional van breakdowns, emotional breakthroughs, and little flashes of magic

Not everything’s deep. Some of it’s just weird and wonderful and real. But all of it comes from a place of wanting to feel alive.

Eventually, this site will also host a shop where I’ll offer prints of selected artworks and poetry. Because if these pieces speak to you, I want you to be able to hold them.

If you’ve made it here, thank you. Truly. I hope you find something that resonates, whether it’s a line that lingers, an image that moves you, or simply the reminder that you’re not alone in what you’re feeling.

Welcome to my little corner of the internet. Stay as long as you’d like.

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