Chicago — The night before I was supposed to deliver a keynote presentation to 500 creatives in Chicago, I stood in front of the mirror to practice my talk. I talked about IDEO, about Uber, about Mailbox. And it felt all wrong. Who was I to tell those stories if I no longer worked there? I was unemployed, lost in life, and burning through my savings account. I felt like a fraud. And in the morning, everyone...
Chicago — “Books are the legacies that a great genius leaves to mankind which are delivered down from generation to generation, as presents to the posterity of those who are yet unborn,” reads the quote around ...
Chicago — I travel for a living, and as such, have acquired a rich collection of friends who also travel all the time, frequently, or with reckless abandon in the rare moments they’re able to sneak away for a b...
It was the end. Maybe not the very end, but 'an' end.
Every city has their ups and downs. The longer you visit, the more downs you start to notice.
Mahler's Resurrection Symphony
The salad bed in our garden
A connection revisited
Spring, just for today though
You can take the expat out of Japan....
Starting my first *vacation* in god knows how long with a hangover and a compliment on my shoes.
It's so fascinating reading what others have written about Tokyo on this platform. It's been 6 years since I left and I've been having random flashbacks ever since.
I wonder if she realises the advantage of only having to pack single shoes.
The ebb and flow of friendships
Waking up at home is still the best wake up of all!!!
The world belongs to the people
Sunny day at Cloud Gate
White man's footprint
Anxiety has three states: solid, liquid, and ethereal. It never quite goes away, but merely changes form.
Good morning Chicago!!!I never tire of the fascinating morning watercolor creation.
A great journey that everyone makes is existence.We are made of star stuff they say. Truly remarkable of the diversity on this small place we call home.
To one of the best cities in the world, second to none, Thank you for an amazing ride.
America in a sentence
Night light. There's something about being up when the rest of the city is asleep. The silence. The freedom.
Welcome to Goose Island
The Chi wet look
I'm testing a sketch.
Read about Project One Hundred here https://medium.com/p/6eb8d1457014/ Thanks for sharing the moment with me Satish. It made my day.
When you're sick food taste bland. It's unfortunate because food should lift your spirit and be your comfort when you're feeling low.
Winter's last hurrah.
The sound of rain at night
Since I can't be in Paris right now I'm bringing Paris to me.
Inspiration at Work. Feeling grateful for this view.
There are the Chicago beaches you see in B-Roll footage of Lake Shore Drive, and there are neighborhood beaches.Those shots of the overcrowded scenes at Oak Street and North Ave Beach, densely nestled at the north end of Michigan Avenue, are perfectly fine. But they are a small slice of the grander beachfront along Lake Michigan. "The Lake front by right belongs to the people," declared the Plan of Chicago.
Exploring The Florence Hotel, in Chicago's historic Pullman District
Towards where are these figures marching, without arms, without heads, without souls to inhabit them?
If you were with me, we would've been the only two souls in the park. Instead I was alone, with the waves and the lighthouses nearby on the lake and the broken clouds above.
Build something every month. January I built a coffee table from reclaimed wood and steel.
Just finished reading this amazing book. Definitely made a dent in my life.
I'm wondering if I am heading in the right direction.
Artifacts from the road
Green Room last night at the Castle Theater. Perfect bachelor pad.
After living more than two months in this beautiful city, I finally went for a run in my neighborhood.
"There's really something about the way the sun hits the buildings here, don't you think?"
Just passing through
And all that glass
All the colors!
Today's adventure—this feels like a movie set
le voyage et la vie et la joie comme elle va
The big sleep
Pratt Beach has such a wonderful atmosphere. This past Sunday, the lake was still and serene, with no wind.
Back in America, where a martini isn't a big glass of vermouth, and the glassware isn't glass.
Weird weather all day in Chicago. Sometimes it results in rainbows, like the Radiohead album. (Yeah, I went there.) Enjoy.