Notes, saved links and reading bits. A public drawer for things worth remembering, not a blog pretending every thought is a launch.
Perfection can paralyse. Carelessness can waste just as much. Iteration works when each version is clear enough, cared for enough, and real enough to teach you something. Continue reading
A restaurant menu is not just a list of dishes. It is an interface, a promise, and often a very accurate diagnosis of how clearly a business knows what it is doing. Continue reading
Two broken people carrying different kinds of weight, sharing a room for just long enough to make life a little more bearable. Deceptively simple, beautifully drawn, and full of metaphors I’m still unpacking after finishing it.
An endless walk through impossible architecture, where everything left behind feels like it ceases to exist. Cryptic, desolate, and increasingly beautiful. I understood less than I probably should have, but felt far more than I expected.
A Marxist critique disguised as a manga about making manga. The real downfall is not failure, but learning how to succeed as an alienated cog in the machine.
A beautifully drawn historical melodrama with enough mystery, politics and family secrets to keep it moving. The real fun is watching fiction weave itself around Soviet history — even if it ends just when I was ready for another 300 pages.
The classic question — what would you do if you could go back? — handled with Taniguchi's usual emotional precision and weaponised nostalgia.
A 200mph existential chainsaw accident: masterpiece-level chaos in Part 1, then thematically rich but narratively exhausting fraudulence in Part 2. Respectfully, what the hell.
Chaotic, loud, stupid in a way that is clearly doing push-ups. Still reading, still deciding how much of the nonsense is genius.
Trash, class rage and absolutely ridiculous design work. The characters are so loud and defined they almost bully the plot into becoming serious.
The literal definition of opening your mind, unfortunately. A brilliant, ugly trip into perception, trauma and how the brain edits reality for survival.
Kill Bill before Kill Bill: a revenge story that sparks, cuts, freezes and disappears. Too insane to be credible, too stylish not to work.
The best worldbuilding machine in manga: pirates, geopolitics, racism, religion, extinction, friendship and rubber nonsense somehow living in the same ridiculous boat.
If you survive the early hentai cosplay, it turns into a strangely deep story about loneliness, desire and young people failing to grow up on schedule.
Spirals, body horror, people turning into snails, and Junji Ito proving that one simple shape can ruin an entire town's mental health.
Great fashion chaos, weak long-form story. Worth it for the drawings more than the plot architecture.
Black Paradox: a great premise buried under too many half-explored ideas. Burning Pen: manga-making treated as life-or-death combat, with great art, sharp comedy and a joke that slightly overstays its welcome.
Four days of walking, eating and looking at things. The Prado and Reina Sofía left me thinking about what “better” means when getting better at the existing game is no longer the interesting problem.
A small Mac app for recording voice notes, reminders and meetings without signing up for a much bigger app full of things I do not need.
Opus is a brilliant idea that never quite catches up with its own ambition. One Room Angel is quieter and simpler, but its take on guilt, suffering, connection and redemption stayed with me much longer.
Rebuilding Bored Hoard into a faster, cleaner and more up-to-date version, with the old WordPress baggage left behind.
