“My Ex Left Me With Nothing After the Divorce — Then, While I Was Digging Through Trash, a Stranger Asked My Name and Everything Changed

working sketches, not polished versions, but messy real process, failed attempts, revised ideas, notes about what worked and didn’t. Each portfolio represented a year of his evolution.

This was architectural history.

The note in the recent portfolio made me cry.

These are my failures, my false starts, terrible ideas that became good ones. I’m giving you continue reading …