December feels like a threshold month. I’m cleaning up the year behind me, evaluating what worked and what didn’t, and trying to sketch the outline of what comes next. Some days it feels like I’m standing on a ping-pong table, juggling, while the little white ball streaks past every...

The past couple of weeks have left me feeling deeply grateful — my son is home from the hospital and healing, my family is steady, and it’s that time of year when the world leans a little closer to the warm side. But that swell of gratitude led me...

In this week’s Substack post I wrote about how excited I am to be working on the new Winter Sticker Collection. One thing I haven’t been able to do much of in the past several weeks is draw. I know I could’ve taken my sketchbook to the hospital, but it feels...

Ten years ago, I would’ve told anyone who’d listen that I had no imagination of my own. I used to say that I struggled to come up with anything “new.” That’s no longer the case. These days I have to keep paper and pens all over the house, including...

Most people think of January as the season of new beginnings. For me, it’s always been September. When I was a kid, the Tuesday after Labor Day meant the first day of school, almost like the start of a new story. It was the time for new notebooks, sharpened...

Some weeks, life just has other plans. This was one of those weeks—family emergency, medical appointments, product sample deadlines… all doing their best to shove my weekly zine off the schedule. Don’t get me wrong, the zine is not optional. It’s my “deadline gym,” the thing that keeps my...