About Me
Hi! I'm Remi.
Pronounced like Rémi Martin, the drink.
I'm from a Vermont town that was more field than town.
I vibe with the free spirit of cowboys, the oddities of the universe, and people who put their shopping carts back.
I’m a hiker, a skier, and an OG believer in aliens—before it was cool.
Growing up in my family's hardware store, I learned through conduit, pipe, and wire that flow depends on connection. Miss the thread, cross the wire, block the path—nothing moves.
Ideas are the same. They flow when the connections are sharp—between people, between parts, between worlds that don’t usually touch.
Hi! I'm Remi.
Pronounced like Rémi Martin, the drink.
I'm from a Vermont town that was more field than town.
I vibe with the free spirit of cowboys, the oddities of the universe, and people who put their shopping carts back.
I’m a hiker, a skier, and an OG believer in aliens—before it was cool.
Growing up in my family's hardware store, I learned through conduit, pipe, and wire that flow depends on connection. Miss the thread, cross the wire, block the path—nothing moves.
Ideas are the same. They flow when the connections are sharp—between people, between parts, between worlds that don’t usually touch.
Hi! I'm Remi.
Pronounced like Rémi Martin, the drink.
I'm from a Vermont town that was more field than town.
I vibe with the free spirit of cowboys, the oddities of the universe, and people who put their shopping carts back.
I’m a hiker, a skier, and an OG believer in aliens—before it was cool.
Growing up in my family's hardware store, I handled conduit, pipe, and wire. It taught me early that flow depends on connection. Miss the thread, cross the wire, block the path—nothing moves.
Ideas are the same. They flow when the connections are sharp—between people, between parts, between worlds that don’t usually touch.