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I rode bikes a lot as a kid including motorcycles off road. Every now and then I’d take my hands off the handlebars … and just relax and let the bike go for a while. I’d let the sun hit my face, the wind cool me and let go. The last couple of weeks this…
All my life I’ve been in a rush. Push. Rush. Drive. Harder. Faster. Farther. Always thinking about the next thing. my mind on the future and driven to go go go. But last year or so my body has said: No more fast. No more rush. Call it pandemic, lack of taking care of myself…
When I was a kid I loved to dream about and design things. At one point I drew concept cars and sent them to my favorite auto brands. Then had a career in visual design with newspapers and magazines and eventually web design. Now I’m returning to it as an adult again by learning hand…
Shelter And shared memories
If life is a set of practices, then my work is to own and hone them as my craft. To discover and engage them to survive, thrive and flourish. To make them the brushes and paint of my art.
I’ve been exploring the concept of emotional safety. One of the questions in a matrix I found on it asks about creative risks. Of all the areas listed I found the most safety in creative risks, particularly my outlet: publishing. Publishing has been my safe place. I remember seeing my name in our local weekly…