I value thoughtfulness. My ideal, future self will have read and processed enough to engage with anyone on any topic in a meaningful way. I've been told many times that I'm overly critical; I think that just means I give a shit. For me, the best relationships are those that draw you out.
I love talking about conceptual art, poetry, design, music (though I'm no expert), philosophy, and people. I make objects with fair success and imagine I'll be making things forever. Right now I'm working on furniture, a few bad paintings, and a few good compositions. You can see some older prints and collages at: www.scook.info
I have never really wondered about my path or felt a need to find myself. Life is mysterious but not in any frustrating way.
I often think I would have been satisfied with a completely vanilla existence if that had been an option. It is not; I’m in a wheelchair. It’s a pretty big deal. This strange life has gone pretty well so far. I obviously don’t dance though I've noticed that most of my friends do.