The number of personal projects that AI has killed continues unabated.

”Your local caffeine dealer”

The most appropriately advertised coffee shop.

A person stands at the entrance of a green building with a sign that reads YOUR LOCAL CAFFEINE DEALER, next to outdoor seating with picnic tables and umbrellas.

If anyone wants to hire me, I’ve really got my finger on the pulse of middle-aged white guys trying to get their hair cuts at the least busy time of day who end up all going at the same time.

Twelve years ago, we took our then kindergartener for pancakes before her first day of school. Today, we’re celebrating her graduation from high school and, like all parents, dumbfounded in the realization that our child has become an adult right under our noses. We couldn’t be more proud.

A blue graduation gown is hanging on a door, featuring a decorated cap with a painted design and colorful ribbons.

Hard for me to believe that today is my daughter’s very last regular day of high school ever. Her mother and I tried not to overthink it as we had breakfast together but I did insist on a photo.

Quality time with other humans all pretending to not be human.

A tabletop game setup features various miniature figures arranged on a grid.

My new routine: Every day, when my daughter is gone at school, my brain forces me to face the fact that her being gone will soon be my new normal.
I hate this new routine.

I think it’s time for a haircut when I start looking like Egon Spengler from The Real Ghostbusters cartoon.

A person with curly hair and glasses is pictured alongside an animated character with similar features.

Everything has five stars but it’s worse and costs more money.

Even though this is a dark time, I’ve been thinking about how we need to continue making light.

A lie that darkness uses to scare us is that it’s tangible but really, it’s nothing but a lack of light. Light can reach. Light can touch.
Darkness cannot drive out light.

While the systems we took for granted collapse around us, my response has been to go into the world and re-learn art with other artists. It’s humbling to dive into my weaknesses but hope and human connection blossom during the struggles of creating together. Love is in community, not commodity.

A sketch of two male profiles, one with a neutral expression and the other slightly smiling.

Small planes from the local airfield joined me on an absolutely beautiful autumn walk. My favorite time of year.

A small airplane flies against a backdrop of a colorful sunset sky with silhouetted tree branches in the foreground.

With everything going wrong, it’s good to recognize and bolster ourselves on whatever is going right. Today, it’s this perfect, peaceful cat nap happening in the midst of a stupid work meeting.

A tabby cat is curled up sleeping in a round, cushioned bed.

Reveling in the early autumn weather at the Cranbrook house and gardens.

A long, rectangular reflecting pool is surrounded by lush greenery and landscaped gardens under a cloudy sky.

Cranbrook’s mid-century modern exhibit was full of so many incredibly beautiful things and ideas. Something I especially appreciated was how much attribution and credit the women were given for their pioneering work in the movement. Really inspiring.

A modern furniture display features a minimalist seating area with a red circular table, a beige couch, a wire chair, and a striking wall sculpture, all enclosed within a black metal frame structure.
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