Sifting through a box of old cards, letters, and papers always feels like an adventure to me. You never know what forgotten treasure you may find!

Last night I found a very old “book” my dad put together for me of my first ever “printed” story. When I say I’ve been telling stories for as long as I can remember, this book is proof, written when I was just a wee cephalopod. Check out the video below…

Production on THE BOX is moving along swimmingly. Rob is sending art updates ever...