The relating/relationship part of my work is probably my favorite, which makes me realize I'm not always clear about what I do. What the studio is, how it's different from the Club and how Magic got his own cabinet. So let me fix it.

Why do we let go of our supports right when we need them most?

It's one of those funny human things we do. Life gets hard — professionally, physically, financially, emotionally — and the first things to go are the grounding, supportive, nurturing ones.

Welp, I'm out of the major flare. Amazing what speaking kindly to and about yourself can do — and what it means to feel genuinely heard.