“Often when you think you’re at the end of something, you’re at the beginning of something else.” – Fred Rogers

There’s an old saying that goes, “The cobbler’s children go barefoot.”  When it comes to being a creative director and a web/graphic designer, the irony in that sentiment rings true.  Every single working artist would love nothing more than to uncork their flood of creativity for their own means, but after putting in a sixty-plus hour week behind the monitor, the last thing that we want to do is sit back down and go back to the drawing board.

In my case, my metaphorical kid is my own website, which if you’re reading this, you’ve found.  It’s simple, non-fanciful, and pretty much direct and to the point.  It serves a handful of purposes as a travel blog, a portfolio, an art & design showcase, and a outlet to explore two of my biggest outside passions – my leather and motorcycle studios.

I hope that reading through some of my posts, or seeing the work and words of myself and others can help to enlighten and inspire, the same way that it’s done for me again and again.

Whether we’re a preschooler or a young teen, a graduating college senior or a retired person, we human beings all want to know that we’re acceptable, that our being alive somehow makes a difference in the lives of others.” – Fred Rogers, The World According to Mister Rogers: Important Things to Remember

Starting Over.

This is not a letter of defeat.  Nor is it a declaration of war.  This is that moment of uncertainty in the blue-grey moments of the morning, wracked with confusion, not knowing if you hit the snooze button on the alarm, or the off switch.… Read more


“El que no tranza no avanza.”  That common Mexican saying basically translates into, “He who does not cheat, does not prosper.”  If I’m being honest, this last couple of weeks have been rough, and a lot of it comes down to this saying. Last Friday I… Read more

The Game is Afoot

It’s easy to start working, keep your head down, and before you know it, weeks have passed and you’re not sure where the hell all that time went.  I’m coming up on the 1-month mark, here in Mexico, trying to get prepped for production, and… Read more

What Day Is It?

I’m a little disoriented, so stick with me for a bit.  I’ve been cloistered in my shop for a week, eating peanuts and avocados, working to finish my fall prototypes and I’m still not done.  I’m tired, a little cranky, and even though it was… Read more

A Letter To My Last Boss

Dear Former Boss, I’m doing something that I never expected that I’d be doing.  I’m living in a condo that was once a big leather tannery in the heart of the most industrial part of a foreign country.  I’m working every moment that I’m awake,… Read more

To Be a Gringo

I stole some limes. Well, I didn’t actually steal them, since they were gratis condiments on the table at dinner.  And, considering that every other tree down here is a lime tree, I could have just plucked a big one on the way home.  But I… Read more

What a Difference a Day Makes

Yesterday, I woke up around 7am, like usual.  I didn’t have any meetings scheduled, because it was Saturday, and instead of turning on the coffee pot, I rolled back under the sheets and caught up on a little more much needed sleep. When I woke up… Read more