Tag Archives: Landscape

Explore your Landscape of Curiosity

To be curious is to inquisitive as to what lies beyond the horizon of our own ignorance and understanding. It’s a primary driver of human nature, a strong motivator into action, and gets us in equal measure into hot water … Continue reading

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Iceland: Reflections

I’m unsure exactly what my preconception of Reykjavik was, possibly somewhere around the glossy tourist shots of sophisticated bars and famous nightlife, but it was subtly defied by the grounded reality. Everywhere in Iceland, there is a certain understatement, a … Continue reading

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#WorkingOutLoud on the Landscape and Taxonomy of Trust

Sharing some sketches as i refine my thinking on the emerging Landscape of Trust, and introduce the second element, the taxonomy, the levels of trust. My current thinking is to map the landscape, through a series of survey and narrative … Continue reading

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The Landscape of Trust: An Early Sketch

I’ve been developing ideas around the notion of trust for the last few weeks, prototyping some early survey questions and building my own understanding of the types of trust that exist within the organisation. During this time I settled on … Continue reading

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Switzerland: Tunnels and Bridges

I have an irrational fear of disused industrial spaces: large abandoned warehouses freak me out, especially when they have derelict, decaying doors. Don’t ask me why: i already caveated it with ‘irrational’. Once i stayed in Belgium at the end … Continue reading

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A Legacy Of Tinted Earth

Memory is a story we evolve over time, writing and rewriting as age, detail and perspective change. Our memory is not perfect, but rather a narrative of coherence, a literary attempt to stitch together divergent aspects of our observed world. … Continue reading

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Grounded by the mud on my boots

Fire forms the beating heart of the house: by day, just a background image, flickering weakly, demanding food every few hours. By night though, as the darkness crawls up the side of the valley, it reaches out: a red flame, … Continue reading

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