Nullify the jury. I heard David Simon speak at MICA tonight. “To end the War On Drugs,” he said, “nullify the jury“. That is all.
An apiary, a city, and beautiful cinematography. Made by Hand / No 3 The Beekeeper. Via Made by Hand on Vimeo. First I wanted chickens. Now I want bees. I don’t have either yet, but…maybe this summer. Will and I have been learning about wonderful things in our research on sustainable agriculture. Things about biodynamic farming,
On Wild Things, atheism, and crushes on humanity. In my most recent AIGA webinar, which aired last week, I mentioned how design research is like having a crush on humanity. I’m honored to be in the company of the late, the wonderful Maurice Sendak, who had one, too. But, you know, there’s something I’m finding
How colonial social media gave us the Star-Spangled Banner. An amazing rendition of the Star-Spangled Banner by seven-year old (!!) Rhema Marvanne. Equally amazing rendition by Jordan Shelton, winner of the Smithsonian’s National Anthem Singing Contest. Let’s be honest: before moving to the mid-Atlantic, my knowledge of early American history was hazy at best. History was my least
When you're in love with a black baby. She got on the Number 13 at 2nd and Galer. A white woman and a little black boy. You don’t see that combination very often in Seattle, let alone on top of Queen Anne. His cherubic, brown cheeks. Bright yellow jacket. Baby hoodie with khakis and little black Nikes.
Is the new iPhone video sexist? Disclaimer: This is my blog and I’ll bitch and whine if I want to. I watched the new iPhone video last for the first time last week and paused for a moment after it ended, wondering if there were any women on the team that built it. “Where are
On Christmas cards, #MeToo, and feminism. I am sitting at my kitchen bar with a lemon Perrier bottle next to my laptop on faux marble counters. Scattered around are Christmas cards I just opened since it is Christmas Eve and I really should open them before tomorrow. I gave up sending my own Christmas cards years
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 my city that day? Why would I visit my own sick child in the hospital but not the hundreds of other sick ones, too? Why do I, an American, fly
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 sympathetic to the plight of African-Americans. I think it started when I was in grad school and read Random Family while researching the War on Drugs for a design project.
An open letter to NPR about the pay gap, inspired by Jill Abramson. I have been holding this post inside my head (and heart) for years, and in my WordPress queue for months. But with today’s news about Jill Abramson and the role her legal inquiry about pay inequality at the New York Times may have factored into her sudden dismissal, I