As a kid, my parents wouldn’t let me own an axe so I had to cut down my treehouse lumber with the claw end of a hammer. That's creative, right?
When I'm not making ads—or dreaming of a life in the trees—you can find me in the kitchen, art directing my breakfast plate.
If you'd like to go for a bite or be tree-climbing buddies, please see below.
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