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Finally got my hands on the swim cap I designed for the Fairbanks Arctic Swim Team (F.A.S.T) Masters. Sorry, it’s a little wet. I wore it in swim practice today. This design is also being enlarged for a team banner that will travel to team competitions.
It was 4 hours of intense conversation as participants brainstormed and developed a 5-10 minute segment recorded that afternoon. Topics included cosplay, politics, and bikes!
Last week I paid taxes for the first time in 12 years. Honestly, I had mixed feelings about this as a business owner. Sure the upside is my tax money, in theory, funds utilitarian projects like roads, schools, and social programs. The downside is handing over a chunk of money without receiving a tangible return …
Pagesculptor Studio’s 12th Birthday caught me off guard. I had worked all day in the studio when an alert popped up on my screen around 4pm: Congratulations! Pagesculptor Studios is 12-years-old. I stared at the screen blurry eyed. This year had been so amazing, and the company had grown in so many ways. It reminded …
I love fashion. It doesn’t necessarily show in my daily outfits, but when necessary I can undergo a red carpet worthy transformation. And while I’m not into reality shows, Project Runway is one I have consistently watched since Season 1. Aside from the analysis of the weekly challenges, Project Runway provides lessons that can easily …
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Posted by Pagesculptor Studios on Thursday, December 17, 2015
I am not a risk taker. All this bungee jumping, parkour, crazy downhill mountain bike racing is not for me. I’m much more methodical in my approach to life. Before making a major decision, I think about the overall dream, my corresponding mission, my existing commitments, the effect on my family, ruminate on finances, but …
About 4 years ago, my friend Jessica and I were walking in Times Square, la touristas on our way to Central Park via 7th Avenue. Sidewalk entrepreneurs were pedaling their wares—vans displaying basketball jerseys, painters with racks of originals, and stand after stand of every accessory out there. Rap music blared out of a stereo; …