“You can post your photos and add filters on top. It’s pretty hipster.” It wasn’t the first time I heard of Instagram, nor the first time...

“How much do you think I should sell this thing for?” Richard asked. I took a break from sanding the full-bodied sculpture he had...

My eyes welled and tears dripped onto my clay car model. The smell of sulfur from the Chavant clay was embedded into my fingernails and...

“What do you want to be when you grow up THIS TIME?” I stared in the mirror and thought about how long my severance pay would last me. “I...