I like ending blogs with a quote. Something that neatly ties together all the sporadic musings I’ve pedantically scribbled across my digital notepad.
But sometimes I’ll find a passage—a cluster of calculated paragraphs that simply cannot be condensed into a cute, bite-sized “Tumblr quote.” Its words so precise, so potent, so packed with meaning, that to add any additional commentary would only pollute its author’s intent.
Five years ago, I stumbled upon one such passage. Its words marked the first day of the rest of my life…
This is my friend Nina Hans. We make art together.
Most people think I love hanging with her because she’s a Jew with nice legs. And while this may be true, the primary reason I enjoy Nina’s company is because she’s better than me.
Not a better designer, writer, or even a half-competent carnivore by any stretch of the imagination; but a better worker—i.e. Nina knows how to get sh*t done.
‘Nobody’s perfect,’ is not an excuse to be stupid.
Some of the most inspirational people I’ve ever met will never get the credit they rightfully deserve. They’re not very creative, not academically brilliant, nor do they possess the natural #swag of Donald Glover or Emma Stone.
What they do have, however, is a damn good smile.