When it comes to theories and protocols for navigating the complex relationship between career and life—and finding ways for the two to complement each other rather than compete as a zero-sum game—there’s no shortage of books, ideas, and trends.

Last year, on February 12th, I wrote a letter to my future self—ten years ahead—when I’ll be 54. The letter was titled "On Renewal", and—as the title suggests—it was part of a broader process of self-renewal I was going through.

This week was Milano Design Week 2025—by far the city’s biggest event. It’s the one with the most buzz, the most global visitors, the most spectacle...

This week Jam Nation was listed on the Apple Store. I decided to make this my main interest on February 13th, 2024—some 14 months ago…

When I launched Jam Nation almost exactly a year ago, one of the core principles of my renewed venture into entrepreneurship was that it had to take me to places that truly resonated with me. My new adventures had to align with my desire to see the world—especially certain corners of it.

This week, Milan treated us to a streak of sunny, clear-skied early spring days. A short-term visitor might be forgiven for thinking the city is kind to your morning cortisol release, midday vitamin D intake, and sunset-driven circadian rhythm.

Just back from London, where I saw Wynton Marsalis and the Jazz at Lincoln Center Orchestra perform with the London Symphony Orchestra at the Barbican. A humbling experience.

Work originally featured in the omonimous photography section.

Work originally featured in the omonimous photography section.

Work originally featured in the omonimous photography section.

Work originally featured in the omonimous photography section.

Work originally featured in the omonimous photography section.

I lived in China for over 18 years, five of which I spent meticulously researching the topic and collecting over 5,000 photojournalistic images, including throughout the times of COVID-19 pandemic and lockdowns…

I knew I had high cholesterol for four years. The first time I came to realize was through my blood work onJanuary 6th, 2020. The doctor took a quick stab at calculating the probability of me coming down with a heart attack based on the lab results…

I wanted to create something lasting to celebrate my pursuits this year, and I couldn’t have been more fortunate to have such talented friends willing to collaborate on this project with me.

For many—including myself during much of my past—the end of the year didn’t feel like it came at the “right time.”

I can’t really say whether my life in the last 20 years has been successful, I guess one can’t really put the final word to it until the end, but surely I have lived adventurously…

Given how things played out the year before, I was frightened to go…

I have always struggled with perfectionism. Throw a pinch of vanity in there, too. I care deeply about the quality of what I do, especially if it may find its way to other people’s eyes and ears (or into their wallets.) That’s not a brag. That’s a confession...

This is the account of the events leading to, during, and following the first of nine trips to Japan that I decided to take as part of my Tokyo9 project. Let me say this out front: things didn’t go as planned—not even close...