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Getting lost
I’m driving north alone to see an old friend.
Thoughts on Design
Honesty is a designer’s greatest asset.
Lineage, hallucinations, and God
Nature or nurture is, to my way of thinking, the wrong question. Tradition or novelty is also the wrong question.
Notes from a mountain
We stop to watch the view.
Black car
The headlights open a clearing ahead / like a page of a book from childhood
The unspoken
The freighter drifted past and we nearly missed it, as we’d missed the sunset.
Underground man
She reads a different translation from what’s on the screen.
Notes from a mountain
We stop to watch the view.
Black car
The headlights open a clearing ahead / like a page of a book from childhood
Notes on travel
On the train, things seen once:
Drawing pictures
We spend much of the afternoon drawing pictures in our notebooks
The unspoken
The freighter drifted past and we nearly missed it, as we’d missed the sunset.
Lighthouse
We drove to the lighthouse / that was off on the island
Notes
Orange spray paint on the sidewalk: / 'OB OB OB OB’
Cigarette
If I could only paint you a picture:
Retreat to the house
It rained the whole time.
Getting lost
I’m driving north alone to see an old friend.
Sauna
Twenty minutes into the sauna, after I’ve built up a good sweat, my dad takes a seat to my left.
My design process
Learn, Plan, Ideate, Create.
Design / Art
communication / mystery
Minimalism / Brutalism
deference / severity
Thoughts on Design
Honesty is a designer’s greatest asset.
Mirror
A mirror waits across the main room of my apartment.
Lineage, hallucinations, and God
Nature or nurture is, to my way of thinking, the wrong question. Tradition or novelty is also the wrong question.