I am a maker at heart. I absolutely love the art of smashing disparate hobbies together to make something new.

My project rotation changes weekly. Recently, it’s been restoring a vintage Arcade Cabinet and 3d printing a bed-sized intricate Kumiko wood relief. I've done dozens of projects spanning coding my own Jarvis, quadruped robotics, laser-cutting bookmarks, racing drones, and modifying Nerf guns.

If you walk in at 2:00 AM, the soldering iron is hot, the floor is likely covered in filament, and Sabrina Carpenter is absolutely blasting on the speakers.

I’m chasing the moment when the stars align and three consecutive things actually work back-to-back. It’s when a solution that feels like complete and utter bullshit somehow cuts through the noise, and suddenly, you’re holding this crazy object. You’re the only person in the world who has it because you made it. It is perfect and terrible in all the best ways, dreadfully complicated, yet somehow too easy.

You don’t need an engineering degree to hang out and make stuff with me. We can start with the fun, silly stuff. We can laser-engraving our Stanleys or 3D print Christmas themed Labubu figurines. There's no fun in taking most projects to seriously, plus I just like the company.