What’s it like being raised in my house? Picture six kids. One creative dad. One strong, brilliant, unshakeable mother. Add a bit of emotional volatility, inappropriate humour, big dreams, late-night deep talks, and the occasional impromptu living room dance...
A brutally honest reflection on creativity and mental health I’ve never cut off my ear and mailed it to someone, but I’ve definitely been two skipped meals and a deadline away from understanding why Van Gogh did. There’s this long-held belief—romantic, disturbing, and...
Running a business used to mean rowing harder than everyone else. Head down. Calloused hands. Speed over direction. But that era’s dead, and good riddance. Because leadership today? It’s not about rowing the boat. It’s about reading the sky. It’s about plotting the...
I don’t know exactly when it started, this habit of mine—leaning against the window, watching a West Coast rain streak down the glass while my mind wanders somewhere between the hydro wires and the ghost of my own reflection. Sometimes it’s a deliberate pause, like a...