Essays, observations and unfinished thoughts on art, story, audience, and the work of building things. A director’s notes column, kept in public.
I Have a Master’s in Opera. I Built a CRM Anyway
The first time I watched a real relationship with a donor slip through the cracks, nobody stopped caring.
Sometimes the Show Is the Problem
Nobody says this out loud at opera conferences: sometimes people don’t come back because the show was a dud.
What Opera Taught Me About Building
I spent fifteen years preparing to walk onto stages I couldn't fully see until the lights came up.
What I’m thinking through next.
The column continues. New essays when the work asks for them.
No schedule, no newsletter voice. Two or three a season, the same as the column.
Twenty minutes, on a call: a season, a story, or whatever you’re making. Not a sales pitch, and not for everyone, but if that sounds like you, let’s talk.