I’ve heard it said that there are two types of geniuses: the type whose work makes someone feel that they’ll never measure up, and the type whose work makes someone feel inspired to do better work.
But really, doesn’t that say more about the observer than it does about the genius?Read More
As a series: unfailingly win (though grantedly annoying at times, mostly because I can’t stand male ego and super angst displayed in some of the characters).
As a movie by M. Night Shyamalan: unfailingly…well, fail.Read More
My grandfather passed away this morning. He died in his recliner, coffee cup beside him, half-empty packet of tobacco sticking out of his pocket (with a wad in his mouth), watching the WVU pre-game. Heart attack — his fourth one, though first in over a decade. He was 78 years old.Read More
I am a tactile person. I like to feel the paper, I like to interact with it. I like to draw on it and immediately draw connections in my mind. I retain what I’ve read much better away from the screen when my interaction with it is physical and immediate. I feel far removed from my work on the computer. I feel deeply connected to what I actually touch.Read More