Late in 2025 I thought photography would be my visual creative outlet. It seemed like the obvious choice. Today I dread it. I’m going to listen to that dread—lean into…
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I was twenty, alone in a new country, trying to figure out how to build a life. I was afraid…
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I bought my oldest kid his first watch today. He loves when we ask what time it is. He can…
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With age, the body aches. My ankles aren’t what they used to be, they’re fragile now. That’s why I stopped…
Read postI’ve been playing with Zo computer and new AI models lately and I haven’t felt this way about computers since I was a kid. I started thinking about it, and…
I went to a kid’s birthday party. The dads played soccer with the kids. I played like it mattered. I didn’t think about it. I just played. Full sprint. Every…
I woke up in a good mood. An hour until tennis. It’s unusual for us to play on Saturdays, but it’s early January and many are still on holidays. My…
I was twenty, alone in a new country, trying to figure out how to build a life. I was afraid of running out of money, afraid of failing at everything…
I bought my oldest kid his first watch today. He loves when we ask what time it is. He can read the hands, and that alone thrills him. Thrills us…
With age, the body aches. My ankles aren’t what they used to be, they’re fragile now. That’s why I stopped playing soccer, even though I’ve done it since I was…
Writing requires two directions of attention. I look inward to find the words, the ideas, the reasons. I look outward—at the screen, at the page (though that happens less often)—to…
By January 1st, 2027, this blog will have 365 new photos and 52 new posts. I want to live more intentionally. Enough to find something worth photographing each day. I…