Letting Go and Adding Value

Old red was the first instrument I ever owned. My music lessons as a kid to that point was through piano training. Fourth grade and I wanted to just grow my hair long and play loud music. A classmate introduced me to heavy metal music. The guitar players seemed to get all the girls. I […]

Notes for Nan

Several years ago I went to a local print shop and asked them to make up custom notebooks for my Grandmother. In her house and her apartments, she always had bits of paper in different places. Usually these were grocery lists or things she was trying to remember. So I thought this would be a […]