I’ve been deep in strategy and design work for a new brand - late nights, early starts, and plenty of ignored sleep debt. Research has carried me from Bauhaus to Ndebele art, while the dog keeps vigil and the moles wage war in the orchard.
The African Union has renewed support for the “Correct the Map” campaign, which challenges the Mercator projection for distorting the true size of continents. The campaign seeks to restore Africa’s rightful place in global consciousness.
Mandé-jazz ensemble Balimaya Project at Snape Maltings. Their vibrant, genre-fluid sound recalls reference to African music that has, in part, soundtracked my life—joyous, evocative, and far beyond the rubric of “world music.”
In Edinburgh’s Portrait Gallery, I discovered Avigdor Arikha’s striking portrait of Lord Home. Its scale, texture, and colour revealed the irreplaceable presence of the original - something no reproduction can match - capturing the unassuming grace of Britain’s “quiet aristocrat.”
It’s hard to disagree with Mangal II: too many diners confuse hospitality with servitude, and feedback with public flogging. Weaponised reviews, no-shows, and performative outrage are detrimental to the fragile economics of independent restaurants, pushing them ever closer to the brink.
Public discussion continues to be dominated by lab leak narratives and political agendas - discourse that is often conspiratorial or speculative. Misinformation actively hinders our ability to prepare, detect, and respond to the next pandemic threat.
Reforming the visual culture of football through the success and popularity of the women's game.
First impressions of Irys, a new ad-free social app by Alan Schaller with grand ambitions. Primarily focused on still photography and community but taking an ethical design approach, unlike Meta.
Data. Power. Shareholder value. The astute observational humour of cartoons.
The satisfaction of growing your own against the odds coupled with the dawning realisation that you're not the apex predator in your own garden.
Road trip to Brancaster on the North Norfolk coast featuring the capriciousness of the British weather and a memorable fruit tart.
Based on Alexandra Fuller’s memoir of the same name, it tells the childhood story of 8-year-old Bobo on her family farm in former Rhodesia at the end of the Zimbabwean War of Independence.