Hello. I’m Scott.
I like making things that catch you one way and leave you somewhere slightly different.
I hate when the best version of something only exists in the deck.
I also like to take pics of my own feet.
Projects in the works.
Spend enough money on a bike and at some point it stops being a bike and becomes your baby.
So I’m making it a onesie. Bozie is a ridiculously cozy cover for ridiculously expensive bikes. I’m in design on these now. If you want to keep up to date on the progress, hit me up.
A luxury lifestyle brand for human dysfunction.
Everyone has something to hide. So I’m building a world of products, experiences and objects designed around all the things we hide, from the deeply personal to the completely ridiculous. Because not everything we hide needs healing. Sometimes it just needs somewhere better to hide.
Selected made works
A children’s book that no one is meant to finish
SINKING is a bedtime story that slowly turns into a sleep meditation, getting quieter and simpler as the child drifts off. The goal is pretty simple. Put them to sleep before you reach the end. Stop trying to sleep. Just sink.
Now it’s getting personal.
New season of Adventure Time, LA.
Fashion has spent decades telling short guys to look taller.
Longer lines. Higher waists. Vertical stripes. Shoes with lifts. An entire category built around pretending to be something you're not.
Six Feet Under is here to bury that idea.
Clothes made specifically for shorter men. No tricks. No apology. No trying to make you look six feet tall.
Because the only time your height should really matter is when you're six feet under.
Cheers.
At one point I decided starting a cold brew company seemed like a good idea.
So I did.
Echo was a cold brew brand I started from scratch. The name, identity, packaging, product and all the other things you suddenly discover you need when you decide to start a beverage company.
I learned a lot. Mostly that making coffee is easier than making a coffee company. It may come back for another life.
And, as promised, sometimes my own feet.
