spring 2026 · from the studio
“Still drawing. Still building. Still gathering the suns.”
Between decks and workshops, I am writing a new one. Something about the doodle years. The part where you stop performing and start showing up as whatever you already are.
The oracle went out to more hands than I thought possible. The tribe is deeper than it has ever been. And the chair I kept saving is still right here, waiting for whichever sun wants it next.
yanik.