I spent the weekend queuing up posts for my forthcoming blog-cation--nine weeks of guest posts and reruns from the Museum 2.0 vaults tha...

I know, I know. Any job with the word “coordinator” in it sounds like you might spend your time sorting socks into pairs. But this job is ...

We did it. Last week, my museum hosted  Hack the Museum Camp , a 2.5 day adventure in which teams of adults--75 people, of whom about half a...

Here in Santa Cruz, we're brushing off our tents and lining up the counselor whistles for Hack the Museum Camp , a 2.5 day adventure t...

Over the past year, I've had a hazy sense that the social web is transitioning from a text-based to visual medium. Services like Tumbl...

Over the past three years, the Detroit Institute of Art (DIA) has served as the museum poster child for the debate on the public value o...

When I was in college, I spent almost all of my free time in the slam poetry scene. A few years and a few hundred open mics into that expe...

This past weekend, I had the opportunity to give one of the closing talks at the Theater Communications Group annual conference in Dalla...

There have been many times over the past six and a half years that my blogging has been strained by life and work. I've been proud tha...

A month ago, one of our front-line staff members, Sarah Groh, came to her supervisor and me with a concern. Sarah and some of her collea...