Design

I grew up in a Seattle apartment so cramped that if I breathed too deeply, I felt like I was hitting the walls. I spent most of my childhood staring …

I spent my childhood in a cramped Seattle apartment, staring at the way light hit a single sage green book against a grey wall, realizing that design wasn’t about having …

I spent most of my childhood in a cramped Seattle apartment, staring at old design magazines and trying to figure out how to make a tiny room feel like a …

I remember sitting in my tiny Seattle apartment, surrounded by stacks of heavy art books and half-finished design layouts, staring at a client’s mood board that felt completely hollow. They …

I spent most of my childhood in a cramped Seattle apartment, staring at the same beige walls while flipping through heavy art books. I used to think that if I …

I spent most of my childhood in a cramped Seattle apartment, obsessively rearranging old art books and tech magazines just to see how much breathing room I could manufacture out …

I spent my childhood in a cramped Seattle apartment, constantly rearranging old art books and tech magazines just to make the walls feel less like they were closing in on …

I remember sitting in my cramped Seattle apartment, staring at a design brief that felt more like a math equation than art. I was trying to force these hyper-stylized, trendy …

I remember sitting in my parents’ old Seattle apartment, trying to sketch layouts by the harsh, buzzing glow of a single, naked overhead bulb. It was clinical, unforgiving, and completely …

I’ve spent way too much time scrolling through Pinterest boards that treat bohemian interior style like it’s some expensive scavenger hunt for overpriced macramé and mass-produced rattan. It’s frustrating. People …