Ever since I stuck my baby toe in stop motion animation earlier this year, I've been itching to try digital animation. It can't be that hard, can it? I mean, #1, everything is automated now and #2, look at Beavis and Butthead back in the day. Come on! I can do that! As usual, my optimism sends me on a path that I'm not fully conditioned for - into a pool that's significantly over my head. From script idea to Zoom recording, from Illustrator to Apple Motion, Knocking on Anima

In late May, I gave into an impulse and bought the Insta360 Go. It is the cutest darn video camera you'll ever see and the picture...

Almost every lesson I've learned in videography has been in the editing room. There is nothing quite like the gut-punch you get when you...

We're on the 4th or 5th day of a heat wave in Seattle. It's been over 90 degrees every day and it looks like there's more. But I really...

Personal experiences are a great source of story ideas.

Learning the video editing technique, masking.

We are shocked to see ourselves in video. We look weird and we sound strange. It's easier to just stay behind the camera. This month,...

In The Hero's Journey*, the hero(ine) leaves home and crosses the First Threshold, venturing into unfamiliar territory. Exotic strangers...

I made three videos this month. That's right, three! A brand video (my first paid gig), a stop-motion video (butternut squash & Mr....

This is where I would usually pop in a little narrative about my latest baking video. But, my friend, those days are over. The series has ended. I've gained an undisclosed amount of weight. I'm putting aside the butter and sugar and white flour and redirecting efforts. "It is time for total truth between us"* Well, maybe not total truth, but surely we can tell each other this, these are damn dark days. I am sometimes painted a deep, midnight blue, emotionally and spiritually.

Those of us with birthdays in December may relate to this: I sometimes let my birthday pass under the festive noises of the holidays. I let it move silently by, just a date on the calendar. This might have been a good year to take that approach as we entered another brutal phase of the pandemic, which we now own. ("Hey, you broke it, you bought it!") Needing a joyful noise But the holidays weren't really making the joyful noise I was pining for. I wanted people. I wanted some

Last year, I had a crazy-good idea to make a gingerbread house that looked like Old Colony Condominiums, a stately, brick building from 1909. (Yeah, let's make it out of cookies!) I created a template, rolled out the gingerbread, and made a comically misshapen wall. (When it's time to make a gingerbread Tower of London, I got it.) I had thoughts about how to fix it but then I got sick and went into the hospital. The idea was dropped but not forgotten. Do-overs a year later Wh

Seattle is raining. It's drizzling, sprinkling, down pouring, precipitating, misting, and soaking wet. Twee turns sinister There's something out there called a Bomb Cyclone that is hanging in the sky over Seattle, basically turning air into water. The thing you should never attempt during a Bomb Cyclone? Making an isomalt dome. The thing I attempted during the Bomb Cyclone? Making an isomalt dome. Catastrophe ensued. It's all on video here. And here... (You can see in the ima

A Year of Baking Dangerously hit the road in October.