Design & development of products and services
Rest, comfort, growth and uninhabitable zones NOTE: If you're reading this for whatever reason, please note that this is mostly draft / mental notes for now. I'm designing this one in the open because juggling branches in my repo was becoming a bit of a headache! I think about comfort levels a lot, as well as the optimal conditions for personal and professional growth. This blog post compares the…
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Firstly I want to acknowledge that I have not added a post to this blog since the 7th February. A lot has happened between then and now, including having to reconcile with the fact I am simply not wired to write a week note, every week. My mental health has been patchy, family life has been eventful, work incredibly busy and I’ve been laying low. If you are waiting for a reply from me, please…
It’s been a long week and my battery levels are too low to contribute anything overly profound today. Reaching out Remote working is great, but I’m feeling kinda isolated at the moment, with just my Zoom colleagues and me, shut away in the home office, which also doubles as the craft/junk/spare desk/storage/library/filing cabinet room. My mate Teresa Watts reached out for a lunch date and we had…
I’ve been thinking a lot about comfort zones… again. Having recently started a new role, I’ve been experiencing the internal struggles that come with being nudged out of my comfort zone. I’m also reflecting that I’ve been here before, many times over, and when feeling this way I used to always re-read a blog post I wrote in 2015 while at Humaan , where I first mused out loud about themes of…
Learning This week I continued digging into designing for human-centric AI experiences. Here are some terms and concepts I’ve come across latley. Levels of automation of decision and action selection In 1978, Bill Verplank and Thomas Sheridan (human factors and systems engineering researchers) were talking about how automation is not ‘all or nothing’, that is, automation is not only a matter of…
Vicky and I never talked, nor did we ever meet face to face. We messaged back and forth once or twice, and might have liked or commented on each other’s posts over the years too. It’s safe to say we barely knew each other, but I’m feeling the loss after last night, learning that she has passed away. I’ve always been awestruck by Vicky’s omnipresence in our corner of the internet where the digital…