I suffer from a life long love affair with Lego that started when I was two. The doctors tell me there’s no cure, and also stop eating the blocks.
I’ve been obsessed with Makers since reading Transmetropolitan in college. Yeah, Star Trek had replicators and that was fine and dandy, but Makers created the impression that it was a vital tool that belonged in every household; that you didn’t need to reach the stars just to be able to create anything with a few clicks of the keyboard. Also too many Cory Doctorow books and blogs have lead me to be even firmer in this stance.
In high school I took four years of classes that left me fluent in AutoCAD and with a stable base in 3D Studio Max. I ignored these skills in college while trying to become a writer, but recently I’ve picked up the mouse again and I’m rapidly relearning various CAD and 3D design programs, including Blender, LeoCAD and FreeCAD. So far it’s been like riding a bike. Up a very steep hill.
When I’m not at work or relearning how to draw I make custom liqueurs and brew wine.
