https://www.devonberkshire.com/writing daily 0.75 2026-03-27 https://www.devonberkshire.com/writing/onward-in-my-underclothes monthly 0.5 2026-03-27 https://images.squarespace-cdn.com/content/v1/5f07a1e4efc7aa088124ea4c/a6e55a24-abe6-4d17-a3d8-5552fc01727d/IMG_3062.jpg Writing - Onward in my Underclothes, or The Hard and Beautiful Days After Cancer - Is this going to be the day they tell me it’s back? On Scan Days I sit in the mammography waiting room – shivering with the other women in our disposable robes under the blasting air vents (must be a man controlling this climate) – trying to distract myself, and occasionally slipping into planning mode. If it’s back, I’m getting a mastectomy. If it’s back, I won’t tell everyone right away. If it’s back. If it’s back. If it’s back. Life after cancer is both harder than it was, and more beautiful. To settle into the day-to-day disquiet of hormonal side effects and regular re-screenings, knowing that I’m always at elevated risk (though the more years that pass, the lower that risk becomes) – that’s a way of life that I have been thinking about since the day I was diagnosed. It’s one of the little sadnesses, like the shadow of a life that once was breezed through confidently in its health, and never will be again. A life that will always feel – even just a little – precarious. https://images.squarespace-cdn.com/content/v1/5f07a1e4efc7aa088124ea4c/29aa8ad4-6ad9-46b4-ad4c-38683f0b2f14/IMG_3111.jpg Writing - Onward in my Underclothes, or The Hard and Beautiful Days After Cancer - But not me. Not today. My step was a little more buoyant and my mouth was slightly turned up at the corners. I stopped for a bowl of ramen on my way to my train – a little gift to myself for another Scan Day behind me. It was the best bowl of ramen I’ve eaten in a long time. Moments like this – when the pendulum swings back in my direction – make me slow down. They remind me that my iron grip on my health, and my relentless hold on life can get in the way of my actual enjoyment of it. That it can be enough just to slurp ramen and people watch. To walk through the streets of a city that I love, on my way home to a family waiting to hug me with relief in their eyes. To ease up on my pace, having been given the gift of More Time, breathing deeply with the reassurance that for today, I’m okay. I’m okay. I’m okay. https://www.devonberkshire.com/writing/nonprofitartsaresocialimpact monthly 0.5 2025-12-04 https://images.squarespace-cdn.com/content/v1/5f07a1e4efc7aa088124ea4c/7339350e-5d8c-4da7-9308-14f55022038a/Denver+Civic+Center.jpg Writing - Nonprofit Arts Are Social Impact. Why Don’t We Say That? - Make it stand out South side of the Curious Theater Company's building in Denver, CO, painted by Carlos Frésquez & his students in 2018. Photo by me. https://www.devonberkshire.com/writing/my-boring-cancer-abridged monthly 0.5 2025-10-31 https://images.squarespace-cdn.com/content/v1/5f07a1e4efc7aa088124ea4c/3bba4c3d-3452-4191-9c54-59805f8f4b84/Chemo_lastday.jpg Writing - My Boring Cancer. (Abridged.) While decades ago this diagnosis could be lethal and often was, it was put to me from that first call that this – in 2023 – was something I was almost certain to survive, though they never promise you anything 100%. The heavier and somehow more difficult questions have been more like: What are the ways we’re going to ensure that survival? and Once we get rid of it, how do we make sure it stays gone? I was awash in anxiety around treatment, mitigation, and prevention of recurrence. For a while I actually believed that I would come out the other side and eventually return to my pre-cancer self. Over the next several months, one of the slower, more crushing realizations would be that my old self is a person of my past, and she is going to stay there. There was no way to come through this unchanged, physically or emotionally. It would take me even longer to understand that some of those changes were ones I needed, and wouldn’t have happened any other way. No, what scared me most at the beginning was what the journey toward being cancer-free would require of me. https://images.squarespace-cdn.com/content/v1/5f07a1e4efc7aa088124ea4c/0a459e1e-a99c-46ed-8597-d1d77df1e263/Dreadedport.jpg Writing - My Boring Cancer. (Abridged.) - List #2: 3 Surprising Takeaways from My Breast Cancer Treatment 1. The hardest parts of chemo (for me) were not the ones I expected. My oncologist had made the implantation of my chemo port seem like a cakewalk: some surgeon would wiggle her nose and blink and there I would be with a twinkly bump in my chest like Cinderella in her ballgown. (If you’re as new to this as I was: to preserve the veins of the arm, they directly accessed my arteries through a little device that looked like a mini-pacemaker, surgically inserted under the skin of my chest, on the opposite side from the cancerous breast.) It was jarring, and while I was assured I would get used to the port, I never did for those eight months it was in my body. It became the focus of my vitriol, a tangible representation of the whole ugly process. Probably, in some way, because it was visible to me where my cancer was not. https://images.squarespace-cdn.com/content/v1/5f07a1e4efc7aa088124ea4c/cbe6a0d8-dbea-4e2e-a0d0-d0da554e9aff/Chemo_Paulo.jpg Writing - My Boring Cancer. (Abridged.) But my husband? He let me hold him at arm’s length as I moved through the physical setbacks and the dark feelings, sometimes exploding out of me all at him. He had to maintain his job while driving me to treatments, appointments, and scans. While his employer claimed to be supportive they still expected him to do all his work – he was held as accountable as though nothing else was happening in his life. (And don’t even get me started on FMLA.) When my harder days fell on weekends, he had to keep the house together and the kids occupied. Our parents – all out of state – came through sometimes to help out; those visits were infrequent gifts. Our closest friends are more than an hour away, which during this time felt vast. We had a few pillars of support in our community, but not enough; the village we needed only existed in fragments. The rest was on us, and mostly, on him. In some ways, I think he may have felt lonelier than I did – I was getting a lot of love, but it was when the occasional person checked in on him directly that I think he felt seen. As I told him, “You don’t know what it feels like to have cancer, but I don’t know what it feels like to be the one who doesn’t have cancer.” https://images.squarespace-cdn.com/content/v1/5f07a1e4efc7aa088124ea4c/fff09489-8b68-4011-a69f-ee3671e6a62c/IMG_4349.jpg Writing - My Boring Cancer. (Abridged.) - Make it stand out Whatever it is, the way you tell your story online can make all the difference. https://images.squarespace-cdn.com/content/v1/5f07a1e4efc7aa088124ea4c/1cbc440d-e1f7-45d9-b4a3-0f6f057ee2d9/IMG_8692.jpg Writing - My Boring Cancer. (Abridged.) I don't know exactly what a prayer is. I do know how to pay attention, how to fall down into the grass, how to kneel down in the grass, how to be idle and blessed, how to stroll through the fields, which is what I have been doing all day. Tell me, what else should I have done? Doesn't everything die at last, and too soon? Tell me, what is it you plan to do with your one wild and precious life? - Mary Oliver https://www.devonberkshire.com/writing/my-boring-cancer-part-4 monthly 0.5 2024-11-08 https://images.squarespace-cdn.com/content/v1/5f07a1e4efc7aa088124ea4c/fff09489-8b68-4011-a69f-ee3671e6a62c/IMG_4349.jpg Writing - My Boring Cancer, Part 4: HOT GIRL DECADE. One of the most fascinating things I’ve learned during this time is that everyone is born with cancer cells inside them. In Dr. Susan Love’s Breast Book, which is like a breast cancer bible with a new 2023 edition, she explains that dormant cancer cells don’t kick up a fuss, but it’s when something triggers them that they get nasty and start turning on us (illustrated by Dr. Love – may she rest in peace – a little problematically with metaphors of terrorists and neighborhood crime, though it reminds me more of parenting a toddler). It’s what activates each person’s cancer cells that remains a mystery. https://images.squarespace-cdn.com/content/v1/5f07a1e4efc7aa088124ea4c/71755587-8f65-4fc4-ac20-6f41dd6761b9/IMG_8146.jpg Writing - My Boring Cancer, Part 4: HOT GIRL DECADE. What’s become achingly clear by this point in my journey is that even my high quality, well meaning specialists are only driving in their own lane. I can’t blame them – everyone can’t be a generalist – but what is the impact of that hyperfocus on my wholeness as a human? I felt this acutely as I made my way through treatment, that specialists even working together on one patient’s case have their own way of speaking and communicating information to that patient, at times seemingly at odds with each other. The radiologists would tell me one thing that I would celebrate, and my oncologist would then read the same scans differently and pop my balloon. My surgeon was explicit about it; when I asked her at the beginning when I would be considered “cancer-free” her response was something like, “Well, I’m a surgeon, so as far as my job is concerned you’re cancer free when I remove it from your body.” As in, the clarity around some very key points in this process changes depending on the specialist you ask. The same thing goes for all the experts on their menopause soapboxes. The common truths for our health remain nebulous. Here’s the thing: when my cancer doctor’s sole focus is the cancer, all the health repercussions from the most effective cancer treatment are of secondary importance. But I was never given the opportunity to make an informed decision about what is of primary importance to me. I’m doing what I’m told for now, because of course I want the cancer to stay gone and want to live out my days never having to go through this again, and because the hormone therapy – while it’s affecting me in small ways – isn’t ruining my life. So far. But this experience has me on a mission to fully understand all the possible impacts of this treatment on my health, even the ones I can’t see or feel. https://images.squarespace-cdn.com/content/v1/5f07a1e4efc7aa088124ea4c/1cbc440d-e1f7-45d9-b4a3-0f6f057ee2d9/IMG_8692.jpg Writing - My Boring Cancer, Part 4: HOT GIRL DECADE. I don't know exactly what a prayer is. I do know how to pay attention, how to fall down into the grass, how to kneel down in the grass, how to be idle and blessed, how to stroll through the fields, which is what I have been doing all day." Tell me, what else should I have done? Doesn't everything die at last, and too soon? Tell me, what is it you plan to do with your one wild and precious life? https://www.devonberkshire.com/writing/my-boring-cancer-part-3 monthly 0.5 2024-10-27 https://images.squarespace-cdn.com/content/v1/5f07a1e4efc7aa088124ea4c/aef37d13-10f7-4b23-9315-ab5d355e2039/Chemo_lastday.jpg Writing - My Boring Cancer, Part 3: Five hard takeaways from 8 months of treatment. - Dear Gentle Reader (Bridgerton fans, you can imagine this in Lady Whistledown’s voice if it’s more fun for you), if you’ve been reading this series the way it was meant to be read, you know the background story of my diagnosis, what it was like to digest the cancer news, and what I was told would be my treatment plan. For this installment, demystifying what it’s like to be treated for breast cancer today feels important (my head was full of misassumptions based on outdated pop culture references), but this exercise is also a public expression of my personal need to process the past year. So I thought about what would be most helpful to you, and also most helpful to me, which is likely not a condensed retelling of the full ordeal. As much as it all felt like a slog, I would rather it not read like one. But everyone loves a good listicle, right? We’re all fans of a bullet point, yeah? Hope so. https://images.squarespace-cdn.com/content/v1/5f07a1e4efc7aa088124ea4c/0a459e1e-a99c-46ed-8597-d1d77df1e263/Dreadedport.jpg Writing - My Boring Cancer, Part 3: Five hard takeaways from 8 months of treatment. - 1. The hardest parts of chemo (for me) were not the ones for which I was bracing myself. Do you know what a chemo port is? Because I didn’t, and getting one implanted was the first thing I had to do in preparation for my treatment. The port itself was probably what I hated most of the whole damn thing. This was unexpected because my oncologist had made it seem like a cakewalk: some surgeon would wiggle her nose and blink and there I would be with a twinkly port in my chest like Cinderella in her ballgown. (If you’re as new to this as I was: they implant ports now to preserve the veins of the arm, directly accessing my arteries through a little device that looks like a mini-pacemaker, surgically inserted under the skin on the opposite side of my chest from the cancerous breast.) A friend put it perfectly: doctors often conflate procedures that are common for them with ones that are easy on us, because while it may be routine, easy it was not. It was jarring, physically and psychologically, and while I was assured I would get used to the port, I never really did for those eight months I had it in my body. It was a slow recovery from the implantation and an icky feeling, having to accommodate this foreign object beneath my skin that stared me in the face every time I looked in the mirror. It scared my kids. It became the focus of my vitriol, a tangible representation of the whole ugly process. Probably, in some way, because it was visible to me where my cancer was not. https://images.squarespace-cdn.com/content/v1/5f07a1e4efc7aa088124ea4c/983be649-f190-43bd-8fa6-336ffe558cc3/Chemo_Paulo.jpg Writing - My Boring Cancer, Part 3: Five hard takeaways from 8 months of treatment. 5. As much as it was lonely, it was also lonely for the people closest to me (and this is where community is crucial). Those of us going through it have every right to get insular, to be tangled up in ourselves, and to keep ourselves comfortable enough to get through the shitstorm that is cancer treatment. As a working mom, my top priorities became managing side effects, keeping my job on track, and maintaining some sense of normalcy for my kids. Everyone around me supported me in doing what I needed to do. It was the only time in my life when I didn’t feel guilty naming my limitations, except for maybe in pregnancy. (There were a lot of odd similarities between pregnancy and this experience, something about gestating life and fighting for your own, like two sides of the same coin.) But isn’t it just as hard on our caregivers? My husband had to maintain his job while driving me to treatments, doctor appointments, and scans. While his workplace claimed to be supportive they also expected him to still do all his work, because he wasn’t the sick one, and he was held as accountable as though nothing else was happening in his life. (And don’t get me started on FMLA as an option; it’s just as economically flawed as short-term disability.) https://www.devonberkshire.com/writing/my-boring-cancer-part-2 monthly 0.5 2024-10-26 https://images.squarespace-cdn.com/content/v1/5f07a1e4efc7aa088124ea4c/6a62342c-3ef6-4db4-b9e7-f6527cbb7d81/terriblenursingpic.jpg Writing - My Boring Cancer, Part 2: The three annoying things I didn’t know would save my life. 2.1 Much like my first post, this one starts way back in 2014, about 10 months into my first year of motherhood, when I started having issues with my breasts. And by “issues,” I mean problems beyond the usual hardships that ensue when your boobs explode with milk, confining you (if you choose to breastfeed and are able) to weeks on a couch with a Boppy strapped to you as your child’s sole source of nutrition. (This amazing pic that I was mad at my husband for taking pretty much sums up my breastfeeding experience.) It started with a visit to my OBGYN that included a breast exam; she felt a suspicious lump and sent me to a specialist for a second opinion and possible biopsy. And let me tell you, biopsies are hard enough on a non-lactating body, but a core needle biopsy while breastfeeding is about as fun as chewing on glass. (My breast agreed and literally spat out the pin they inserted, apparently a first for my medical team.) https://images.squarespace-cdn.com/content/v1/5f07a1e4efc7aa088124ea4c/a7c48a88-9f4d-44df-ac2b-01fb8f2a662e/lobular.jpg Writing - My Boring Cancer, Part 2: The three annoying things I didn’t know would save my life. - You see, if my little peach pit was present in my usual scans six months earlier, it didn’t show up; they don’t know whether it was or wasn’t. You may know this but I’m betting you don’t because I didn’t: mammograms can’t see all cancers in dense breasts. It’s why you should be getting ultrasounds too if your breasts are dense, but even the ultrasound may not be enough. My cancer was lobular (as opposed to ductal) which is a common type that can be harder to spot within dense breasts on a mammogram, something that the medical establishment has seemed to come to terms with only in the last decade or so. It was because my specialist doctor reassessed my risk, and that my newly-defined risk level qualified me for an MRI, that we caught it early. https://www.devonberkshire.com/writing/my-boring-cancer-part-1 monthly 0.5 2024-10-01 https://images.squarespace-cdn.com/content/v1/5f07a1e4efc7aa088124ea4c/8119f7ca-8403-4eef-996a-e520ff034006/Blog+pic+2.jpg Writing - My Boring Cancer, Part 1: The first worst day. Of everything facing me at that moment, chemo was what scared me the most. Images of actresses in movies I’d seen, withering and pale in those terrible head scarves that screamed illness and death, swirled around my head. But I did my best to put that all out of my head as my family donned vampire costumes for Halloween (usually my favorite holiday) the next day, and went trick or treating. There was something almost liberating about pretending to be an immortal creature for the night, as I quietly confronted my own mortality. Miraculously we were all able to enjoy the holiday even though we’d told our kids – then 9 and 7 – the night before. Some parents understandably wait a while, but I instinctively wanted them to know right away. I didn’t want them sensing something was wrong with me and worrying or thinking it was about them; I knew I wouldn’t be able to feign normalcy. So after I had a good sob and got myself together, we started shamelessly Googling articles and videos about how to tell your kids you have cancer. To be real: part of why I felt we should was because we could mostly assure them I would eventually be okay, and that this was a hurdle – a big one – that we would get past together. That reassurance was everything. I would have been much less certain if the prognosis was hazier. https://www.devonberkshire.com/writing/on-losing-yourself-in-parenthood monthly 0.5 2024-10-01 https://www.devonberkshire.com/writing/the-911-story-that-i-never-told monthly 0.5 2021-09-12 https://www.devonberkshire.com/writing/unfair monthly 0.5 2021-01-20 https://www.devonberkshire.com/writing/grasping-for-joy monthly 0.5 2021-01-20 https://www.devonberkshire.com/writing/my-climate-story monthly 0.5 2021-01-20 https://www.devonberkshire.com/writing/a-new-era monthly 0.5 2020-08-18 https://www.devonberkshire.com/contact daily 0.75 2026-01-17 https://www.devonberkshire.com/about daily 0.75 2026-01-17 https://images.squarespace-cdn.com/content/v1/5f07a1e4efc7aa088124ea4c/836bfc9c-bd88-4a9c-9778-bc49f908c86b/Fam_VN.jpeg https://www.devonberkshire.com/home daily 1.0 2026-01-17 https://images.squarespace-cdn.com/content/v1/5f07a1e4efc7aa088124ea4c/f35762fa-93e8-47ce-8362-fb24fdc5e48d/Devon_frontyd_resized_edited.jpeg Home - Where I Begin I believe that interpersonal connection is at the heart of social progress, and that bringing creative people together for storytelling, community building, and knowledge sharing is how we’ll change the world. All my projects begin with a clarification of purpose and outcomes, and follow an intentional, iterative, care-centered process. My approach balances human needs with thoughtful structure, ensuring each project is grounded in purpose while remaining responsive as it evolves. https://images.squarespace-cdn.com/content/v1/5f07a1e4efc7aa088124ea4c/1615173339598-2KO2QQ42Z71GL2CXWZO2/2017_TCG_D2_2135.jpg Home - “Devon is an incredible thought partner and collaborator…to work with her is a gift.” https://images.squarespace-cdn.com/content/v1/5f07a1e4efc7aa088124ea4c/1594354131660-6AQLVN7HS625B5KU9PQD/IMG_9213.JPG Home - “When you do things from your soul, you feel a river moving in you, a joy.” -Rumi I’m up for conversations about finding joy in our shared spaces and comfort in each other’s presence; about bringing people together around a common purpose; and about how I can support your life transitions, and the creative things you’re doing from your soul. https://www.devonberkshire.com/statement daily 0.75 2024-09-09 https://images.squarespace-cdn.com/content/v1/5f07a1e4efc7aa088124ea4c/1597722913911-GX7U4XPAV4O0VY70K2DS/Me_MedSea.jpg Statement of Commitment https://www.devonberkshire.com/portfolio daily 0.75 2026-01-17 https://images.squarespace-cdn.com/content/v1/5ec321c2af33de48734cc929/1618497259178-6XJGK9GR6YAVBQL5L519/20140301_Trade-151_012-2.jpg Portfolio https://images.squarespace-cdn.com/content/v1/5ec321c2af33de48734cc929/1607694583486-2PQT0LQ193RL7MCB6DX4/20140228_Trade+151_0046.jpg Portfolio https://images.squarespace-cdn.com/content/v1/5ec321c2af33de48734cc929/1607694644871-IC85FNH781UNZSZEGHDR/Aro+Ha_0428.jpg Portfolio https://www.devonberkshire.com/portfolio/writingetc monthly 0.5 2026-01-17 https://images.squarespace-cdn.com/content/v1/5f07a1e4efc7aa088124ea4c/1615174426662-TR0JT6WVS3PLQFNN5S3N/2017_TCG_D3_3049.jpg https://images.squarespace-cdn.com/content/v1/5f07a1e4efc7aa088124ea4c/1615174912424-8KHLEG0V1P63YI1R09NT/2017_TCG_D1_0259.jpg https://www.devonberkshire.com/portfolio/theatre monthly 0.5 2026-01-17 https://images.squarespace-cdn.com/content/v1/5f07a1e4efc7aa088124ea4c/1597980761720-N77R4LC01PERBHOSBQI0/ArtistsBall-94.jpg Portfolio - Theatre Making https://images.squarespace-cdn.com/content/v1/5f07a1e4efc7aa088124ea4c/1597980761691-JDMI2VD0YW1Z9DF1LN4Q/Gaugleprixtown.jpg Portfolio - Theatre Making https://images.squarespace-cdn.com/content/v1/5f07a1e4efc7aa088124ea4c/1597980761429-NK3ZNRKG46FCWZR8ZS2T/SAB082.jpg Portfolio - Theatre Making https://images.squarespace-cdn.com/content/v1/5f07a1e4efc7aa088124ea4c/1597980761505-U6WDXJKBO1R192T63YWO/St42_coolness.jpg Portfolio - Theatre Making https://images.squarespace-cdn.com/content/v1/5f07a1e4efc7aa088124ea4c/1597980761484-FNG84VX6D70BV43CKCEJ/St42Anniversary.jpg Portfolio - Theatre Making https://images.squarespace-cdn.com/content/v1/5f07a1e4efc7aa088124ea4c/1597980761405-OL1B1NAORWRNRLW79AZI/Stu42_2.jpg Portfolio - Theatre Making https://images.squarespace-cdn.com/content/v1/5f07a1e4efc7aa088124ea4c/1597980761915-CRCQ1TF9829IKD5K77E7/Stu42_4.jpg Portfolio - Theatre Making https://images.squarespace-cdn.com/content/v1/5f07a1e4efc7aa088124ea4c/1597980762725-5UHOSP5S9C67HA5ETYMM/Stu42_6.jpg Portfolio - Theatre Making https://images.squarespace-cdn.com/content/v1/5f07a1e4efc7aa088124ea4c/1597980762723-UCZC16T5EXM58TJRNL0A/Stu42_7.jpg Portfolio - Theatre Making https://images.squarespace-cdn.com/content/v1/5f07a1e4efc7aa088124ea4c/1597980762236-HVF1AK5CNZ3EKPEVGTOX/Stu42_8.jpg Portfolio - Theatre Making https://images.squarespace-cdn.com/content/v1/5f07a1e4efc7aa088124ea4c/1597981366527-TBEBM9KXQNSF4U2U6TE4/Gaugleprixtown2.jpg Portfolio - Theatre Making https://images.squarespace-cdn.com/content/v1/5f07a1e4efc7aa088124ea4c/1597981367403-7TKSFFHLPBGO6W59WBZ4/Stu42_3.jpg Portfolio - Theatre Making https://images.squarespace-cdn.com/content/v1/5f07a1e4efc7aa088124ea4c/1597981366983-RSU9O3E5KUDQC07JVW5J/Stu42_5.jpg Portfolio - Theatre Making https://images.squarespace-cdn.com/content/v1/5f07a1e4efc7aa088124ea4c/1597981366705-8PPOYEJMXDL291FE5194/Stu42_10.jpg Portfolio - Theatre Making https://images.squarespace-cdn.com/content/v1/5f07a1e4efc7aa088124ea4c/1597981367157-VTZBEKCL58QHSQQYETZ6/Stu42_11.jpg Portfolio - Theatre Making https://images.squarespace-cdn.com/content/v1/5f07a1e4efc7aa088124ea4c/1597981366641-W3XJZK6KCCTOOPWGQYQ5/Stu42_12.jpg Portfolio - Theatre Making https://images.squarespace-cdn.com/content/v1/5f07a1e4efc7aa088124ea4c/1597981368029-S2SN42OPLY7PAF3K6HX7/Stu42_13.jpg Portfolio - Theatre Making https://images.squarespace-cdn.com/content/v1/5f07a1e4efc7aa088124ea4c/1597981367916-W45TCQASQNTHUQLFSORO/Stu42_14.jpg Portfolio - Theatre Making https://images.squarespace-cdn.com/content/v1/5f07a1e4efc7aa088124ea4c/1597981368136-EBJHLIG1LPSYP4L3EP8C/Studio42reading.jpg Portfolio - Theatre Making https://www.devonberkshire.com/portfolio/leadership monthly 0.5 2026-01-17 https://images.squarespace-cdn.com/content/v1/5f07a1e4efc7aa088124ea4c/1597810519060-Y4LZIVWDYHEYSPRK732S/NEWweb19_MIAMI_report_cover.JPG Portfolio - Cultural Leadership Cover art by Monet Cogbill. https://images.squarespace-cdn.com/content/v1/5f07a1e4efc7aa088124ea4c/1597892831664-M1DD1XFAQFXMOXSGPOX2/web20_FF19_report_cover.png Portfolio - Cultural Leadership Cover art by Monet Cogbill. https://images.squarespace-cdn.com/content/v1/5f07a1e4efc7aa088124ea4c/1597893944489-MSLCJYXRZM6O3D9CY501/AudRev.png Portfolio - Cultural Leadership David Steffen speaking on 'Creating a Culture of Hospitality' at the 2013 Audience (R)Evolution Convening in Philadelphia. https://www.devonberkshire.com/portfolio/social-impact monthly 0.5 2026-01-17 https://images.squarespace-cdn.com/content/v1/5f07a1e4efc7aa088124ea4c/87f06c1e-5f77-4314-b7d5-e201508e3c72/Miami_climate.jpeg Portfolio - Social Impact Photo sourced here. https://images.squarespace-cdn.com/content/v1/5f07a1e4efc7aa088124ea4c/33649311-5c02-4814-8d87-b54a27cbfeae/Voting.JPG Portfolio - Social Impact https://www.devonberkshire.com/portfolio/newprojects monthly 0.5 2026-01-17 https://images.squarespace-cdn.com/content/v1/5f07a1e4efc7aa088124ea4c/89ad53c9-fb00-4042-affe-34010e3d1fdd/Pensive_me_resized.jpg https://images.squarespace-cdn.com/content/v1/5f07a1e4efc7aa088124ea4c/b6a6b171-4cd4-4b9b-844e-e6b70ee4bc82/Tella+Shelf_resized.jpg https://images.squarespace-cdn.com/content/v1/5f07a1e4efc7aa088124ea4c/84545da8-0417-471e-a602-f1b50343d5e2/pillow_resized.jpeg https://www.devonberkshire.com/portfolio/producing monthly 0.5 2026-01-17 https://images.squarespace-cdn.com/content/v1/5f07a1e4efc7aa088124ea4c/1597900112913-6FN1CA421E71H9PQTGZ2/IMG_6278.JPG Portfolio - Creative Producing https://images.squarespace-cdn.com/content/v1/5f07a1e4efc7aa088124ea4c/1597900120479-GNTYHBI6VX3V83GGLV5N/IMG_6377.JPG Portfolio - Creative Producing https://images.squarespace-cdn.com/content/v1/5f07a1e4efc7aa088124ea4c/1597900138109-01WCKT9O1SJRY5C6G8KU/IMG_6555.JPG Portfolio - Creative Producing https://images.squarespace-cdn.com/content/v1/5f07a1e4efc7aa088124ea4c/1597900143832-X2SOZ6NDGS5QG7UCJ9MN/IMG_6529.JPG Portfolio - Creative Producing https://images.squarespace-cdn.com/content/v1/5f07a1e4efc7aa088124ea4c/1597900532777-NERCF4VEZ7Z24FWA88HE/centerpiece.jpg Portfolio - Creative Producing https://images.squarespace-cdn.com/content/v1/5f07a1e4efc7aa088124ea4c/1597978251441-RDMLCABIEWIZIGZW2ZUP/IMG_5969.JPG Portfolio - Creative Producing https://images.squarespace-cdn.com/content/v1/5f07a1e4efc7aa088124ea4c/1597978252343-O5FPFTBA7IUVQEE5PPDJ/IMG_6055.JPG Portfolio - Creative Producing https://images.squarespace-cdn.com/content/v1/5f07a1e4efc7aa088124ea4c/1597978251574-ZYEP2ZDMKDX8U2P8YSXT/IMG_6183.JPG Portfolio - Creative Producing https://images.squarespace-cdn.com/content/v1/5f07a1e4efc7aa088124ea4c/1597978317236-UPQJERW0OZPMQ1JYS0BU/IMG_6238.JPG Portfolio - Creative Producing https://images.squarespace-cdn.com/content/v1/5f07a1e4efc7aa088124ea4c/1597978372581-0TJ4H954HHVPNK3Z4GTA/IMG_6169.JPG Portfolio - Creative Producing https://images.squarespace-cdn.com/content/v1/5f07a1e4efc7aa088124ea4c/1597978391443-7R4LRVXRQN8LTD0V3ERY/IMG_6221.JPG Portfolio - Creative Producing https://images.squarespace-cdn.com/content/v1/5f07a1e4efc7aa088124ea4c/1597899428413-5GTGXH2VUY9GR7JHVCHA/me%26j.jpeg Portfolio - Creative Producing https://images.squarespace-cdn.com/content/v1/5f07a1e4efc7aa088124ea4c/1597899743389-GS3VSNYIBIL5CQGMXS7O/J%26D+logo.jpg Portfolio - Creative Producing - In 2011, I joined forces with longtime collaborator Jackie Kristel to launch a boutique event production venture, delivering thoughtfully designed private events and purpose-driven fundraisers with a professional, eclectic flair. What began as a creative side project quickly grew into a thriving entrepreneurial endeavor, driven by our shared passion for crafting meaningful experiences and building community through celebration. If you scroll through the pictures below, you’ll get a taste of Jax & Devo events — vibrant, artfully curated experiences that celebrated creative communities, frequently spotlighting emerging artists and small business owners, and intentionally connecting clients to the local arts ecosystem at every turn. Logo design by Bradford Louryk. https://images.squarespace-cdn.com/content/v1/5f07a1e4efc7aa088124ea4c/1600399792416-6CZ4Y9ILYYPBJ9V2OVG3/DEAD+AIR.jpg https://images.squarespace-cdn.com/content/v1/5f07a1e4efc7aa088124ea4c/ba85b20f-6ff6-4cab-a067-6b8416c38fe6/EiO_2.png