Studio Notes

It’s still green, mostly. But not the same green as in July. There’s a dryness in the air now — not cold, just sharper. You start...

I flew out of Copenhagen in the afternoon. The window seat faced west. Below, the city faded into farmland — quiet blocks of color, neat...

It wasn’t something I set out to define. I’ve drawn this way for as long as I can remember, but the shape of it — the tone, the...

I’ve worked in London, trained in Los Angeles, and taped scenes from a desk in Copenhagen. The work has shown up in chunks— sometimes...

There’s a ceramic cup just to the right of my keyboard, filled with pencils — some sharpened to a perfect point, others worn down to...

Shaped by Instinct and Observation People often talk about personal style as something you choose — a deliberate set of decisions that...

A creative life lived between film sets and forest paths. There are days when I walk through the forest just north of Copenhagen and...

I didn’t grow up thinking about poster art. But it was there — the kind of design that sits in the background until you start noticing...

There’s always something new in illustration — water-soluble graphite, mixed media paper innovations, digital brushes that mimic ink or...

How character work begins before the script. A quiet moment on a coastal train — where characters sometimes begin to form. I saw a man...

Most of my favorite colors aren’t flashy. They’re the ones you’d find in old magazines, on matchbox labels, or faded storybooks left out...

I’ve never consciously developed my illustration style . It’s something that’s always been there. As a teenager, I would draw in...

I’ve started thinking about characters on trains, in line at the post office, while folding towels. The process doesn’t always begin on...

There are days when Copenhagen moves slowly. Not in a lazy way — just unhurried, like the city knows you’ll catch up eventually. I don’t...

There’s something about the characters we’re not meant to notice. Not the lead. Not even the named supporting role. The one standing...

Between takes. Staying with the character. The moments between takes are often what I remember most. When everything’s still for a...

I had a short script in my bag I wasn’t really thinking about — one I’d stuffed in on the way out the door that morning. It was a day I...

I’ve just posted a new piece over on Medium — a short reflection on voice, identity, and the strange way a language can follow you home....

I’ve just published a new piece over on Medium — a quiet reflection on autumn, memory, and the kind of illustration that carries a story....

(Studio Notes — Vancouver) One of my earliest roles in Vancouver was in a science fiction short called Close Contact , directed by Ron...