They say "jack of all trades, master of none," but they usually forget the second half of that quote: "but oftentimes better than a master of one." I don't just "have hobbies." I have architectural deep-dives, historical obsessions, and digital fixations. As someone on the autistic spectrum, my brain doesn't really have an "off" switch; it has a "hyper-focus" dial that I’ve spent sixty years learning to calibrate. This neuro-wiring is the source code for everything you see here—it’s the reason I can’t just live in a 1907 Folk Victorian; I have to restore it back to its original 1907 heartbeat, one beadboard strip at a time.
My resume looks like a Curriculum Vitae that was organized by an unrestrained curator. I’ve gone from managing IT and marketing for real estate offices to walking the field as a representative for the U.S. Census Bureau. I thrive in the space where technical precision (the kind that survives federal audits) meets creative freedom (the kind that builds surrealist "Planet Obscura" worlds).
In my McColl, South Carolina studio, the 13th Gen Intel processor is usually screaming while I’m busy being a Technological Alchemist. Whether I’m generating AI music, compositing digital memes, or researching Mayan codices and ancient engineering, I’m looking for the same thing: the "why" behind the "how."
When the screen goes dark, my life is governed by a different set of protocols:
The Spouse: Married to Timothy, a man who graciously tolerates a house that is perpetually "under construction" and a wife whose brain has 47 tabs open at all times.
The Menagerie: A dedicated "cat wrangler" and dog enthusiast who believes that if a piece of Victorian furniture doesn't have a custom-tacked cushion for a pet to look out the window, it isn't finished.
The Fuel: Powered by coffee, historical accuracy, and the occasional local advocacy battle against anyone foolish enough to burn plastic in my neighborhood.
I’ve always been drawn to the things that fall through the cracks of mainstream culture. This site is my digital cabinet of curiosities—a place where traditional art, AI video, and 119-year-old wallpaper mock-ups sit at the same table. It’s not a mess; it’s an ecosystem.
Welcome to the internal monologue. It’s loud, it’s colorful, and it’s very, very busy.
