My poor, neglected blog! I’m mostly here to tell anyone still following along to, well, follow me somewhere else.
Yellow, circa ’78
We bought a suburban 1978 brick of a house, and rather than write about it here, I’ve decided to do a TinyLetter about it. I love reading these—it feels like I’m friends with really good writers—and it felt like an appropriately intimate medium to talk at people about DIY and design successes and failures, meals and, probably a lot, what home and community mean in what feels like a dystopian hellscape. I’d love if you all followed along.
