Sometimes, when I catch the 20, I feel like I can almost smell the humanity. Whether it's a waft of someone's perfume, or an piss-ridden old man smell, or the reek of garbage. Some mornings I almost gag on it, it's so thick.
When I spoke to Soph (& Ruben!) last night, the Hastings lifestyle came up. She asked me if I felt desensitised to it yet. I couldn't say for sure. I don't know whether being fascinated (however grimly) means that I have lost my sensitivity, or if this fascination is sensitivity.
The topic shifted back to her son, and I wanted to know how big his feet are, so I could picture how big he is. Apparently, his foot is the length of her palm right now. I spoke to him on the phone when he was crying, and he stopped. I wonder what he smells like. Pretty nice I would think.
I'm an Australian designer who specialises in digital and cultural work. Most of my career thus far has been on the web, but I'm excited that it's starting to creep out into the real world.
I am the founder of Museum in a Box, making interactive museum objects with simple, fun tech, for wide-as-possible distribution, and I own a company called Good, Form & Spectacle, making design in service to cultural heritage for clients like The British Museum, MoMA, and the Wellcome Trust.
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