Let’s view the world through the eyes of an artist.
We are delighted to bring you the art and world view of this year’s Solo Traveler Artist in Residence, Marie Pottiez, a visual artist and traveler. On her blog, Miles of Happiness, Marie illustrates her journeys, inspiring people to travel beyond their comfort zone. Her illustrations are available for purchase on her blog.
We publish another post from Marie the first Monday of the month. This month we have her images of New Zealand.
I put the key in the ignition and turn the car on. The journey begins. I’m off for a solo trip around New Zealand’s scenic roads. This car, which I just bought, is going to be my home, my closet and my best friend for the next few months. I head North, with no plans but to see the country and live in the moment. This is absolute freedom.
Traveling solo is a way to rediscover ourselves, to reconnect with nature, and, above all, to finally take the chance to live our dreams. I have no excuse not to do what I want. If I fail, it will be nobody’s fault but mine.
I am in control of this adventure. Kayaking in a raging ocean, living on a farm, surfing with dolphins and baby sea lions, hiking on a volcano, sleeping in a caravan, watching the sunrise from the beach in company of dozens of penguins, making friends on the road, walking on a sand desert, fixing the car by myself, getting lost… I’ve done, learnt, met and lived so much in these last months, it feels like years.
Everything has changed. My dreams are different. I am different. New Zealand and its people inspire me to dream bigger.
And to try. Now.
Someday is not a day of the week. However, today is.
Going on this trip is the best decision I ever made. Not only did the solo trip help me realize things but I’ve also discovered the most incredible places. New Zealand is vast with few people and lots of sheep. It’s all about nature and the outdoors.
I’ve explored the country by its trails and fallen for the scenery. Seated on the ridge of a volcano after five hours of hiking on a stunning caldera, I watch the smoke coming out of the crater. It’s pure magic.
There are no words, no sketches that can express how I feel – but I'll try.