12
Jun
Vive la France! Or why I fly the French flag.
Why would I go to the funeral of a friend or relative but not all of the funerals happening in
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Writings
12
Jun
Tuesday, Sept 8th. The shoes I wore to meet the architect.
In my life, I have been told I resemble a prettier version of Allison Janney; easily passed off as Katharine
3 min read
12
Jun
On being subtle but not small.
Subtle. The difference between a male and female jawline. The angle of the forehead, the curve of the brow.
There’
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12
Jun
On parenting, love, and simply, what is.
Is the pain of yearning for a child you never had greater than the pain of regretting a child you
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12
Jun
On N.W.A., truth in journalism, and free speech.
I don’t know why I am so interested in social justice. I don’t know why I am so
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12
Jun
Friday, August 21. The shoes I wore to meet the architects.
A set of Copic markers is not cheap. But good tools are valued in the Office Design studio, where we
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12
Jun
Wednesday, July 29. The shoes I wore to meet the architects.
Would have been these shoes, except that I didn’t meet with the architects (note: it’s plural now). I
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12
Jun
A Second Sunday. An eighth month.
I like to think that meals like these provide ballast. They’re something we can count on, that we can
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12
Jun
Wednesday, June 3. The shoes I wore to meet the architect.
My house is not a piece of software. It is not a computer or an application program. But it is
2 min read
12
Jun
On Microsoft Excel, Big Software, and Brazilian Favelas.
I often telling people designing for Excel is more like urban design than anything else. Because like a city, big
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