Check out Moto's wonderful site.

Reminds me of the work of Joshua Davis, one of the very best things in the US design triennial at the Cooper Hewitt in New York. He's an artist who designs vectors, brushes, palettes, etc., but then lets the software do the composition.

We talk internally about the importance non-linear experiences online, but I don't believe they are an imperative. One can have a compelling linear experience online, but the quality of the narrative has to be high - something which rarely happens online. It is most interesting to me when experiences combine both an interesting momentum and a serendipity.

Peter Morville, author of the O'Reilly books Information architecture and Ambient Findability has a blog, and an interesting model of social information architecture.

I just read a book called, 'You are here: Personal geographies and other maps of the imagination' by Katharine Harmon
She talks about how humans have an instinct or need to map the world - both to create sense and possibility. To make a cartography of the world to make it known and real whether it's corporal, physical, psychological.

'Maps intrigue us, perhaps none more than those that ignore mapping conventions. These are maps that find their essence in some other goal than just taking us from point a to point b. They are a vehicle for the imagination, fuelled up and ready to go. We look at these maps, and our minds know just what to do: take the information and extrapolate from it a place where they can leap, play, gambol - without that distant province of our being, the body, dragging them down...that particular terrain of imagination overlaid with those unique contour lines of experience.'

'Style is knowing who you are, what you want to say, and not giving a damn.'

Gore Vidal

On speaking

In June I'm speaking at the Online Marketing Show in London come along and cheer or watch me go wildly off-topic.

On autochrome

Fantastic programme on the BBC last night about Albert Kahn, the French philanthropist who commissioned thousands of photographs (many in colour) documenting the devastating effect of WW1 on France.

On flight.

Yesterday I took a dive down a flight of stairs at Vauxhall tube station. I wasn't paying attention and tripped over some woman's rolling suitcase and was suddenly in flight. I'm a bit sore and bruised, but fortunately relatively unharmed. Even more fortunately, no one was in my path - I could have killed someone.

I was thinking today that it's a shame that one doesn't really remember the sensation of being mid-air on those rare occasions that our bodies are hurled into flight. I remember hitting the ground and feeling the wind knocked out of me, but don't remember what it was like to have body and feet off the ground for those few nanoseconds. Shame that.