Figure and ground
I always felt I was lazy. It took my mother, of all people, to disabuse me of this notion. I have three degrees, she pointed out. Multiple books, a...
Cold days, chilling headlines
Ah, January. Trees yeeted headlong into woodchippers, ill birds quivering on hostile architecture. Londoners all look alike this time of year, huddled under...
And so what now?
Hello, friends. The dissertation is in. I probably need to keep it a little hush-hush until it’s marked – it’s all anonymised and externally moderated, so I...
American impressions, parts 5–7 / Design requiem
Hi friends, I’ve now published the final three parts of my Fulbright write-up: Being a Fulbrighter · On the minor privileges and strains of a prestigious...
American impressions, parts 1–4
Hello friends, I wish I could have written sooner, but my Fulbright stint turned out far busier than expected. I missed you. Also they shuttered my previous...