The DVDs are hot off the press… After four amazing months on the road with the 23 feet outdoor theater tour, things came to a close in August. We had over 30 outdoor screening, brought the Airstream to nine different states, and reached thousands... [+]
The 23 Feet tour has come to a close… After four months on the road, we wrapped things up in Portland last week. Closing off a downtown block outside of the Lizard Lounge, the Airstream was surrounded by cobblestone streets and tall buildings. But the... [+]
Santa Fe was spicy. The flavors, the colors, the temperatures… everything was hot! After a few days of taking in the city, we got back to the tour. Outside Magazine hosted us at their headquarters in Santa Fe. The people there are amazing, and it was... [+]
It was the end of April and pouring rain in Portland, Oregon when five women packed into the Airstream and hit the open road for a jam packed summer! Making our way south, our 23-foot space became home to Allie and me, Anna and Emily... [+]
“Wilderness is not a luxury, but a necessity of the human spirit…” With the words of Edward Abbey marinating in my thoughts, we woke up in the desert. Coming from the rainy Northwest, the morning sun warmed our bones. We pulled out of Portland, OR... [+]
This summer, we are headed back to Colorado, Utah, Arizona, California and Oregon where the film was created, to celebrate living simply and to share the story of 23 Feet.
Check out the trailer on Red Reel Video Meida’s Vimeo site!
Beneath my practical, “Do what your dad says, get a job and work hard to get ahead” exterior, I’ve always felt the urge to take risks, act on impulse and live freely. You could say there is a sort of discrepancy going on, a battle... [+]
Life moves quickly when you’re on the road. Once you get the hang of it, it’s as if a great pair of invisible wings has spread behind your back, lifting the heart, easing your stumbles. It’s exciting. You begin to live on “road-time”… Read more... [+]
I’ve always fancied myself a landlocked sailor of sorts. I spent my inland childhood pining for the waves of Cape Cod I discovered there on family vacations, delighting in the memories of swimming under waves, the smells of the beach, and the grit of sand... [+]