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Skateboards. Mixtapes. Raves. Oh my.

I grew up building ramps in driveways. Push, kick, fall, land — repeat. That’s where I learned timing, flow, and the idea of failing fast and iterating until it clicks. RL Agile.

Orlando → New York. Parsons is where I studied design. Larry Clark’s Kids was my dorm room. The city that never sleeps — clubs, music, agencies, style, fashion, aura, cadence, flow. Motion design. Animation. Goodlookin. We ran that town.

Eventually that path pulled me into the automotive world. Legit equity evolved into multisensory design. Same wiring, bigger canvases, more complex systems.

I’m a husband and father. My wife, Jen Watts, is my rock and creative counterpart — an incredible woman who keeps our world steady while I chase ideas. Our two sons grew up around art supplies, synths, and half-finished prototypes. Home is sawdust, laptops, sketches, and dinner conversations that drift from film scores to quantum weirdness. True story.

I’m a maker and an experience designer in the same body. I sculpt, build lamps, cut sound, design interfaces, and think in systems. Sensitive, yes. Perceptive, absolutely. I care about how things feel — the tiny shifts in light, sound, and behavior that tell people, “You’re seen. You’re safe. You belong here.”

Artist in residence. Synthesizer at scale.
Culture, technology, music, architecture, subcultures, corporate decks — it all goes into the same blender. What comes out are stories, systems, and environments that honor the human and the chaos of the moment we’re living in.

Let’s connect.