Jeremy at one of his "local" crags, in the Wichitas Mountains, Oklahoma. Photo by Andrew Chasteen / andrewchasteen.com
Jeremy at one of his "local" crags, in the Wichitas Mountains, Oklahoma. Photo by Andrew Chasteen / andrewchasteen.com
Damn. Sounds like she’s seen the light, when will you shape up? Funny. I hear that question a lot, I was gonna ask you the same thing
Speaking of suffering, word is you’re heading south to Patagonia soon. Psyched?
Yeah, finally! As for climbing, we will see. Arriving as a climber, I am dependent on the weather to cooperate, but as an artist, I will be satisfied with whatever happens. Patagonia is an area that has called to me for some time. It’s finally time to answer. As for suffering, we will see.
As an artist that climbs or a climber that arts, what’s the similarities between the two? For the sake of sounding like Ron Kauk, climbers seem to express a bit of art by moving, whether that means alpine, sport, bouldering or whatever.
You suffer to advance in both, and neither pay well. So to be obsessed with both says something about what you need out of life. If the bottom line is the bottom line, then you will bottom out. I like what Ron Kauk said– “The way that I see it, there are two worlds: the world where nothing is sacred but money, and the other world, where everything is sacred.”
I agree. So, you mean you’re not rolling up to the crag in a Lexus and wearing some sort of bling from all your art sales and climbing feats?
Ha! My European sports car is a VW van.
Hippie. More like Yippie (yuppie-hippy). It’s a gold edition 2005 Eurovan. It’s my dream ride with all the modern conveniences, like heat for the Mrs. and the toddler.
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