The Beginning

I debated if I wanted to bring my site back. Designer portfolio sites have been pointless in recent years, and honestly, I’ve been tired of design for some time now. Three years, changes in life, and myriad changes later, here it is. 

So, in the spirit of countless others with so much to say and access to too few soapboxes, here is my own. Hopefully this doesn’t become a place where I just rant and rave, but it surely will be an outlet for both. I’ll speak on design here and there, I haven’t left it all together. But this will also be a way to keep my readers abreast of my professional developments, along with those of my respected colleagues and friends.

In the near future, after I figure out how I want to navigate this thing, there will be pictures, bio information, and all kinds of other stuff that delicately treads the line of self-promotion and self-indulgence. And since I’ve yet to really find out where one starts and the other begins, that will be an interesting trip.

Just to be clear…this isn’t a dairy. I’m a private person and like to keep most things to myself. Funny shit that happens on a day-to-day basis will be here, but nothing that I’d think would waste your time.

I’m sure no one will probably read this post, but if you do, I welcome you. As long as they are insightful, comments of any sort are appreciated. The more vitriolic ones are typically entertaining, and those that are poorly thought out make my day in a million different ways.

How often will I be posting? That’s a good question. I’m in a transitionary period in life and professionally, while pretending to be fairly social, so I have no clue how often I can blog. Plus, I’m thinking about making YouTube videos soon. At the same time, something will piss me off enough to mandate instant venting.

Enjoy and pass this along, and I offer you my most sincere thanks. I’ll eventually have a link to sign up to be notified when I make a post. But for now, I’ll send updates on Bluesky, Threads, and Twitter.

Let’s go…


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