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At the university where I teach, my course is built on one constant: the students make works using fabric. Around that constant, the theme changes every year...

Somewhere in the world right now, a feng shui master is frowning at the position of a doorway. A shaman is reading something in smoke. A woman in a café is t...

There is a question every model kit maker should be forced to answer, and it has nothing to do with assembly. What happens to the thing after it’s finished? ...

Last time, I ended with a decision: to design a kit in which a person could really fail — feel it, learn from it — without bleeding for it. The first questio...

Part 1 of 2 Some time ago, I wrote about the moment this company started: a classroom, and students sitting in front of their screens, stopped. Not thinking ...

By the third day of the show, I had stopped standing in my own booth. This sounds like negligence, so let me explain. I found a chair three or four meters aw...

A trade show, seen from inside a booth, is mostly a river. Footsteps, thousands of them, moving at the speed I wrote about last time — eyes sorting the world...

In February, I stood in a booth in a building called Starrett-Lehigh, on the west edge of Manhattan, and sold leather animals. In August I went back. Same bu...

I can make a reasonable list of the things my hands know how to do. They can sew leather. They can sharpen a blade and keep a straight line with it. They can...

There are people who have words written into their skin, and I have always watched them with a kind of respectful curiosity. Not the pictures — the words. Th...