I was the kid who took things apart just to figure out how they worked, much to my mom’s annoyance. Vacuum cleaners were a frequent victim.
Then I got my first soldering iron and started building things of my own, including trip alarms designed mostly to annoy my sister.
Eventually that curiosity found slightly more productive outlets: robotics, sculpture, filmmaking, and code.
The medium kept changing. The instinct didn’t: figure out how things work, then see what else I could make with them.







