This week we took a little road trip to Big Sur to meet an idol, Kaffe Fassett. A winding drive down Route 1, wine on the Nepenthe deck, and riots of gorgeous color and patterns.
Kaffe and Brandon were more gracious and inspiring than you could reasonably hope. We even got to see his childhood home, which was a moment that felt thick with so many accumulated, creative lives. The night smelled like chimney smoke and rain-wet trees, then we woke up and drove home, wondering whether we had dreamed the whole thing up.