Cowlick: a lock of hair that grows in a direction different from the rest and that resists being combed flat.

AI can never create or think in the same way humans do. But there’s a lot it can be used for to optimize efficiency.

The non-AI kind of writing in my car while waiting for my pup’s grooming session.

Art isn’t about an outcome. If it ends up becoming something, that’s a bonus.

Making double-sided mixed media tokens during a co-working session

This is just a soft announcement that something thoughtful is underway.

What’s the real worth of emotional labor, creative work, and invisible caregiving? 

A quiet conversation with a stranger reminded me that true connection isn’t built on metrics—but on presence and shared humanity.

Join me on June 7 with a single sheet of paper—and the courage to see where it might take you.

The tokens are not in response to anything…they are not in lieu of a tip…they are to let a person know they’re appreciated and valued.

As I shift into this season of ponderance and presence, I feel a greater pull toward language—toward the catharsis that only words can offer.

An ode to my fur baby

I made a different kind of business card. It’s in the form of a zine.

Back in 2004, we used to work out at his office gym. Three times a week, sometimes four.

We’re all living in different climates of shame and striving.

I’m honored to share that a deeply personal essay of mine has found a home in UNFURL, Yellow Arrow Journal.

I feel unbound, not just to an algorithm, but to a way of living that encourages and celebrates the constant hustle.

Do I "use" this time appropriately, wisely, as I must, as I should? Or do I, under the pretext of writing about it, while it away?

An unedited, unfiltered, stream-of-consciousness writing.

I made a large watercolor painting, scribbled some words with glue and then cut it up.