What occurs below is a journal of sorts. They are the ramblings and reflections of a quarter-life artist making his way through life, love, marriage, parenthood, religion, business, passion, and my own creativity.
"We have a million fonts, a million colors, and a million piles of shit leaving our fingers all day long. It’s just sad to me, because when you look at this [vintage ephemera], it’s just about communication. One font and a thing called hierarchy."