It started with a half-remembered video. It ended with better systems — and a bit more trust in myself.
Don’t impress the room. Invite the room. Say it simply. Say it clearly. Say it like you would to a five-year-old. Then watch the work move forward.
My handwriting wasn’t born. It was built — from architects, artists, and animators I admired, one borrowed detail at a time.
The marks of wear aren’t damage — they’re proof of use, of care, of craft. Every defect gets respect.
Those who’ve seen the most of the world often have the dirtiest shoes. Watch your step — but don’t forget to look up.
You can’t control how people respond to your work. But with AI, you can practice hearing feedback — at the pace you’re ready for. That’s what this experiment is all about.
I used AI to generate a podcast where two hosts talked about me and my writing. Not just summarized — talked. Awkward. Humbling. The feedback wasn’t real, but the self-reflection was.
The pen is a Pentel Kuro BL437. Black 0.7mm fast-drying opaque gel ink. Encased in a slim-profiled grippy barrel.