The House

It was a becoming.

Before the House, there was the work of taking something apart and putting it back so it would hold.

I learned that with my hands. An airborne mechanic with the 173rd Brigade in Italy, then tactical vehicles at BAE Systems. The days were systems and precision. I was already thinking past the manual.

I did not plan on design. I wanted to invent things, biomedical tools for animals, and I tried during an internship with the VA. What I finished began with a camera I had owned since I was seventeen. A pet-sitting brand. A degree in graphic design from Full Sail. A studio I opened while I was still in school.

The work turned out to be the same as the engines. Branding is not decoration. It is translation. A messy idea, given a shape, a color, and a language someone else can step into.

The candle is lit. The sketchbooks are open.

The House has been expecting you.