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...
You never really know you’re an overthinker until someone else comes along and points it out—or in my case, sits across the kitchen island and quietly mirrors back your own tangled thoughts. I’d spent most of my life chalking it up to curiosity, calling it “being...
There are days when I honestly think I’d lose my own ass if it wasn’t attached. Keys, wallets, reading glasses—hell, I once misplaced my Tim’s cup while holding it. You’d think after three decades in the creative trenches, I’d have cracked the code on basic...