happy woman posing on a ice block at Diamond Beach in Iceland

Laura Ferioli — Graphic Designer, Photographer & Wanna-Be Writer

I grew up in Massachusetts, but I’ve never really stayed in one place for long. My husband served in the Army, which meant we packed up and started over many times—Alabama, Japan, Texas—before finally landing in Colorado Springs. Turns out, moving around a lot is decent training for someone who likes to write about going places.

So, what is this?

Honestly? A place to put things so I don’t forget them.

I’m not a travel writer. I’m a graphic designer who goes outside and occasionally strings sentences together about it. I’ve been working in graphic and web design since 2004, and I currently lead the creative team at Moxie Tonic, a digital marketing agency here in Colorado Springs. Most of my brain lives there.

This site is what happens in the margins.

happy couple taking selfie in Iceland in front of a waterfall

Why bother writing it down?

Because I’ve stood at a trailhead wishing someone had just told me what to expect. What the conditions were really like. Whether the gear was actually worth it. What they’d do differently.

So I write it down—the trails, the trips, the camera gear I keep reaching for, the places that surprised me. Mostly for myself. If it saves someone else from a bad decision or inspires a good one, that’s all the reason I need to keep going.

Fushimi Inari-taisha

A little more backstory

Living in Japan rewired something in me. It showed up in my design work first—a pull toward simplicity, intention, knowing what to leave out. Then in my photography. I’ve been shooting for over 30 years, from film and darkroom to the mirrorless system I carry today, and Japan is somewhere in all of it.

Colorado showed up in 2018 and didn’t let go. When you live at the foot of Pikes Peak, “I should go outside” stops being a thought and starts being a reflex.

View of Eleven Mile Reservoir from inside a VW Vanagon Westfalia

Away from the screen

When I’m not at a computer or on a trail, I’m probably on a couch with my two cats, Tia and Reese, who are deeply unimpressed by my adventures and very interested in my lap.

Glad you’re here. Poke around.