Narrative

FOOTSTEPS & TIME TRAVEL

time travel in white
snow records a fresh journey
footprints, a story

While looking out of my studio window last week, I noticed a few tracks of footprints snaking across my driveway and side yard, after a light but fresh overnight snowfall. I didn’t see imprints from boots or loafers but instead, paths…decisions…time, by the moment. Someone was there. They had a place to go, or someone to greet, or maybe just needed to eat. And they were probably thinking about something, although the subject of that thought is now lost to the ages. But it doesn’t matter.

What’s important is that they had a story.

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I observe life through steaming coffee and an energized imagination. When that's coupled with my rich background in writing, visual communication, and concept development, I become a barista of words and art. A craftsman. Someone who combines creative thought with meaningful substance, thereby allowing valuable messages to rise above the noise of our fast-paced society. Although my work employs anything from copywriting and haiku to drawing and illustration, the inspiration is always the same: curiosity and creativity, with a caffeinated kick!