Thoughts From the Shop

When Do You Become an Artist?

When Do You Become an Artist?

This week I've been studying. Preparing for a new chapter in my career has meant reading research, asking lots of questions, and filling notebooks with ideas. Every so often, I...

When Do You Become an Artist?

This week I've been studying. Preparing for a new chapter in my career has meant reading research, asking lots of questions, and filling notebooks with ideas. Every so often, I...

The Things We Keep

The Things We Keep

The Things We Keep When I was a kid, my sister and I spent countless afternoons roller-skating around the ping-pong table sorting baseball cards. We sorted them by team. Then...

The Things We Keep

The Things We Keep When I was a kid, my sister and I spent countless afternoons roller-skating around the ping-pong table sorting baseball cards. We sorted them by team. Then...

What we are protecting

What we are protecting

I want to acknowledge something plainly: the world is heavy right now. So much is unfolding at once, and it can feel strange — even uncomfortable — to keep talking...

What we are protecting

I want to acknowledge something plainly: the world is heavy right now. So much is unfolding at once, and it can feel strange — even uncomfortable — to keep talking...

A Winter Night Well Spent

A Winter Night Well Spent

There’s a particular kind of winter evening that feels just right. The day is done. The light is low. Maybe there’s something warm nearby. And instead of scrolling side by...

A Winter Night Well Spent

There’s a particular kind of winter evening that feels just right. The day is done. The light is low. Maybe there’s something warm nearby. And instead of scrolling side by...

Play fearlessly (and imperfectly)

Play fearlessly (and imperfectly)

So, over the Christmas week I played a bunch of games with my family… and I lost. Repeatedly. Like, not-one-single-win lost. 😅 But somewhere between the “Wait, what does this card do?”...

Play fearlessly (and imperfectly)

So, over the Christmas week I played a bunch of games with my family… and I lost. Repeatedly. Like, not-one-single-win lost. 😅 But somewhere between the “Wait, what does this card do?”...

When Starting Feels Like Too Much

When Starting Feels Like Too Much

For the magpies among us.  A gentle way to begin. For our creative Magpies, who gather beautiful projects and ideas, and then hesitate to begin... Maybe we pause because they’re...

When Starting Feels Like Too Much

For the magpies among us.  A gentle way to begin. For our creative Magpies, who gather beautiful projects and ideas, and then hesitate to begin... Maybe we pause because they’re...