Ischemia

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A few weeks ago I fell off a stool and ended up with 12 neat staples down the back of head. This goes some way in explaining the visceral nature of the following text.

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Graphic Design is bleeding out. It’s death by a thousand cuts. But as the bloated carcass of modernist dogma coagulates around it there is one would-be assassin that could also offer salve and a means to stem the ischemia. We need to change the way we face it though—not as an insidious body snatcher come to replace...

Design amongst the Ruins (Draft v1)

Rejected text proposal for Design After Design. Initial draft completed, November 2025.

FEB 18, 2026

▒ made their way through what was once the market square, in the direction of the Undercroft School. A dusty path had been kicked into a shape by local inhabitants who regularly wove their way through randomly strewn chunks of building that now rested where they had been thrown.

Clearing sites of remaining debris had been deemed too epic-a-task considering...

goodbye body

I’m travelling for work this week.

Work is co-facilitating lectures and tutorials for communication design students… teaching? Anyhoo, we’ll be talking about research which has reminded me of my own MA thesis project which—for a time—was going to be based around passports as designed objects and how to materialise borders (sort of in support of this). Realising there were a few fellow students researching very similar fields I veered off into another direction before completing the project...