Le Credentials
“More than a monkey would do.” At least that’s what my college art instructor would tell me. Indeed. But come see for yourself. Here’s my background, experience, resume and history as a designer for the better part of 15 years. All of the imperative info you can know about me so you can stalk my every move or better yet – hire me for your next project. Still have questions? Reach out and send a message.
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Lately
My mind has been wondering… to familiar places. Lately, as I’ve laid my head to pillow in the wee hours of the morning, stumbling upon the road to unconsciousness, I remember. Familiar smells, sounds, pains, fears and sensations I’ve not experienced for some time. Faces I’ve not thought about in decades have suddenly surfaced to occupy my brain and remain clear as the last time we’d …
Birthing Class – Keep it to Yourself. Or not.
Natural Birthing class #3 – done. Only 4 more 2.5 hour sessions of birthing mayhem to go. We are one of 9 couples in the class at the good old Birthing Center all jammed inside a 20×20 room of an old victorian craftsman home that I’d swear was built for wee-folk of the early 1900′s. Apparently the common human was really small back then. Admittedly, I …
Who Needs Sleep?
Approximately 60 days in counting before sleep, wake and dream state become one. That equates to 1,140 available hours to grab some shut-eye, 480 of those hours to be considered reasonable, 300 hours as minimally required for a functioning human and somewhere between 200 to 180 as to the amount I’m likely to log if I start in the next 10 minutes. I’m not holding …
Please Squeeze the Charmin
T-minus 2.5 months. Our lives of self serving decision making is about come to an end as my wonderful lady has now entered into her third trimester of this amazing thing called pregnancy. It’s said that parenthood usually sneaks up on most and that no matter how much you plan on this change of life, you’ll never fully prepare for what’s in store. My method …
Spin Cycles
Stop the world. I want to get off. Ever feel that you’re the unwilling sideshow contestant of a traveling circus. I do, daily. In fact I’m convinced of it. Up the wrong side of the road, knocking heads with every lemming in my path and smothered in melodies of outdated show-tunes in the tune of ukuleles and accordions. Chirping cats, dancing dogs, angry elephants and a …
Go'head… stalk me.