I’ve been designing buildings in Michigan for twenty-five years. That’s long enough to know what actually matters.

It’s not the renderings. It’s not the awards. It’s whether the thing gets built, whether it works for the people inside it, and whether the process of getting there didn’t make everyone miserable.

When you hire me, you get me. On every call, at every meeting, on every site visit. I do the design. I manage the approvals. I’m the one who picks up the phone. That’s not a tagline — it’s the structure of the practice.

My work spans breweries and restaurants, custom homes and lakefront retreats, office buildouts and historic renovations, private aviation terminals and university labs. I don’t have a house style. I have a way of listening.

Before the architecture, I grew up in metro Detroit — De La Salle Collegiate, then the University of Michigan for both degrees. My wife Amy and I have four kids: our sons Ethan and Matthew both happen to be in their first year of law school at Michigan State, our daughter Allison plays volleyball at the University of Iowa, and our youngest, William, is in high school at De La Salle Collegiate. We’re a Michigan family. That matters because most of my clients are too.

I’m selective about the projects I take on. Not every project is the right fit, and that’s fine. But when it is, you’ll get someone who treats your project like it’s the only one on the board — because most of the time, it nearly is.