Before I was a dyslexic design thinker, before I was a creative director, before I even knew I was dyslexic, I was just a kid trying to figure out how my mind worked. Working together with Understood.org, I’m exploring my relationship with dyslexia and seeing how each step along the…

Divergent mindsets bring new perspectives to creativity and collaboration. It is a way to see the bigger picture. It is an entrepreneur’s secret weapon. You can structure teams around it, or use it to improve organizational culture. It’s called Dyslexic Design Thinking, and it’s a collaborative creation process that taps…

A creative director explains how dyslexia is the secret to unlocking flow. In my mind, I see a lady with a tattoo. I also see a bearded man. Scattered in this orbit are a small cat, a large dog and the swell of love. These images are all part of…

Do you share the six traits they have in common? — Sign up for the newsletter for more counterintuitive ideas from one dyslexic creative leader. Some see a dance. Choreographer Charlotte Edmonds sees a story of resilience. Some see a bunch of caffeinated freelancers. Entrepreneur Pip Jamieson sees a creative-class movement. Some see a campaign. I see a cultural conversation. This…

A pirate ship with sails crafted entirely of espresso. That’s what Zelia, our account manager, shared in response to the prompt Create a finger painting using any material you have on hand. My laugh at the dark-roast plank coming off the stern upstages the story she’s telling about it on…

It was an unusual day in Isla Vista, Calif. The year was 1970, and a loud, energetic man with wild red hair was hawking pens and pencils on the sidewalk. Behind him, a single copy machine sat under the awning of an old hamburger stand. The man was there that…

Three pigeons were perched upon a beam above our conference room table. A late-morning San Francisco breeze entered the 18th floor windows, ruffling their feathers. Our client tilted her head up. Her eyes widened. “There are pigeons up there!” she said, interrupting the presentation. “Are those real?” her colleague asked…

Often you could find me on my bike, cruising the streets in the suburbs of Tel Aviv with my pet pigeon, looking for work. Other kids went to summer camp to play or learn; I went to find a job. At the age of 10, I became a professional magician. …