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I printed my own Captain Padres shield for my cosplay the other day. Self serve large format printing! Sorcery! Vector graphic in a PDF set to 36 inches wide, so easy. Thanks @fedex Office. #cosplay #crafts #crafting
Whoa so much fun at @ink_and_drink_lb with first timer @chrisgreazel — and free stickers from @fiiidgt and @unjadedsunflower — and #cubecat makes a surly appearance. #inkanddrink #longbeach #inkanddrinklb #drawing
Observed moment near the Vietnam Memorial. Capped and sketched en route home. A volunteer helps some gentlemen look up a friend by name. A scene that happens all day long there. Finished on my flight home to San Diego. #vietnammemorial #washingtondc #procreate
PULSE exhibit is really cool. Sensors read the pulse of visitors and then visualize them in different ways. My sister’s pulse triggers an actuator in the water triggering waves lit and projected onto the wall.
Because nothing communicates “California” and “vegetables” like an English idiom and an old white guy in a top hat with a monocle. Marketing has always been stupid. From the antique mall in Oceanside yesterday.
Digitized my @ux_speakeasy AI future skills worksheet using @Procreate. I can see blue areas where I can grow in UX skill, the yellow where I may be overqualified, and the green I’m prepared for. Great little seminar. #ux #SanDiego
An inspiring morning at the downtown @sdpubliclibrary with @creativemornings_sd — speaker Jay Buys of @thisisvisceral talking about balancing profit and purpose. #cmsandiego #CreativeMornings #SanDiego #sketchnotes
When New Orleans was the Capital of the Spanish Province of Luisiana 1762-1803 This street bore the name “Calle de Borbon.” (New Orleans being simultaneously Spanish, French, Caribbean, American also makes it feel like home).
I remember crossing the Mississippi on one of these bridges — when it was two-way. They built a second span in the late 80s. It feels strange to be a driver on the bridge. I was only ever a passenger in a giant ~’73 Chevy Caprice. Pretty sure my parents bought that car from my Great Uncle Ray. Long time has passed but, partly, New Orleans still feels a little like home.