What the Machinist Lost Wasn't the Job

milenko.jovanovic@pm.me (Miles) — Fri, 08 May 2026 00:00:00 +0000

The wheel on my office chair broke a few months ago. One of those small plastic casters that you don’t think about until it splits in half and you’re sitting crooked. I looked online for a replacement, couldn’t find the exact one, gave up after ten minutes. Then I opened Fusion, measured what was left of the old wheel with calipers, modeled a new one, printed it. It didn’t fit. I adjusted, printed again. Fit perfectly. The only things I bought were filament and a pack of wheel bearings.

Am I an Engineer, a Craftsman, or an Artist?

milenko.jovanovic@pm.me (Miles) — Fri, 03 Apr 2026 00:00:00 +0000

I’ve been asking myself this question for years now, and the honest answer keeps shifting depending on the day, the project, and how stubborn the problem decides to be. Not what my job title says, not what my diploma says — but how I really work when nobody is watching.

I studied software engineering in university. My diploma says engineer. My title says engineer. But somewhere along the way, I started doing music videos. News reels. Editing. Shooting. Telling stories. Work that lives in that weird gray area between precision and expression. Was that art? Or was it a craft? I never figured that out.