Me: I’ve fired my boss. My son Skyler: “Uh…but don’t you work for yourself?” Me: “Yes, as I have done all your life and for many years before that.” Skyler: “So you’re firing yourself?” Me: “Yes.” Skyler: “So you’re quitting working?” Me: “Hell no. You like going to college don’t you? And living indoors? With…
On a trip to New Orleans back in 2017, my husband Chris and I stumbled upon this outdoor bar, in a lovely little courtyard, nestled between two buildings in the French Quarter. The live jazz band, playing swinging arrangements of old standards had drawn us in. In the midst of too much work as usual,…
It’s always gratifying to see one’s name in print or hear it said on air. It’s even better if what is printed or said makes things better for other people. I’ve been fortunate this fall to be quoted in two radically different formats, on two completely different topics that are both near and dear to…
The following is a reboot of a post from 2012 with a surprise new ending. I have this super vivid and fairly recent memory of writing the original post in a moment of nostalgia at the old Octane Coffee shop in my neighborhood and was shocked to discover that I’d written it just over 7…
When I received notification that Giving Voice, the animated edition on Apple Books had received an ‘IPPY’ award for Best eBook Design, I hadn’t planned to go to the ceremony. It was literally on the heels of the SNAG Conference in Chicago. After a number of people looked at me like I’d lost my mind…
My article in Metalsmith Tech is about the endless possibilities and inevitable challenges of working large with nonferrous metals. It covers the Turtle Pocket Doors for a large media screen and the Etched double-sided room divider for the main salon of the same superyacht, plus the Eastern repousse, mokume gane artwork I created for the…
It was another hot but lovely Sunday morning in Atlanta, which means everyone here in Grant Park was doing yard work and DIY projects, mostly in defiance of the 10:00 AM weekend noise ordinance. As we were enjoying tea on the back porch we were serenaded by song birds, traffic going more than 20 mph…
