
Confused energy
Should i redesign my blog?1 Should i switch back to pocket notebooks from A5 notebooks?2 Should i buy and restore a thirteenth typewriter?1 Should i repaint our bedroom?2 Should i sell my Apple Watch Ultra?1 Should i reinstall my balcony’s irrigation system?1 In isolation, these are all good questions. Trouble is, they all came in the span of a week.
It’s been years since i had so much energy, but this is a confused and confusing sort of energy. I want to do a million things at once, knowing full well that i’ll end up regretting some — if not most — of them. But if i try not to do them, i feel a deep sense of malaise and ennui3.
This flurry of activity might be tiring, but it’s never tiresome — and i’d rather be tired than bored. I need to rest, but i can’t bear being idle. I guess being productively unproductive is my way of relaxing. I just wish i knew how to pace myself, how to do one thing after the other, how to enjoy it all.
At least you get a redesign out of this. Something broke in the relationship between hardware and software. Thanks to rounded corners, notches, holes, and other clever engineering tricks, screens have never been bigger. Unfortunately, it doesn’t mean that we got much more usable screen real estate. The user interface chrome has become more prominent, to the point that it had to turn ‘glassy’ to be less conspicuous.
The browser viewport is no longer a rectangle, and to make matters worse, it isn’t even a safe area any more. Part of the user interface chrome can now float over the website, which makes it harder to design in layers, because it’s harder to tell the website apart from the browser. The sheet of ‘digital paper’ i’ve been using for years was fighting with the chrome — and ultimately lost.
Which is to say: i went back to a full-bleed design. I’ve pushed my “the footer is the header” philosophy to the limit by designing the biggest footer you’ve ever seen. It now does sextuple duty as the about page, the colophon, the legal notice, the blogroll, the archive, and the navigation. The header, if you can call it that, only contains the dispatch’s metadata, as a nod to the teleprinters of yore.
The design is flatter, but not entirely flat. Pictures are still rendered as pasted-on prints, and i’ve added a ‘paper’ map on the locations page. After auditioning more than a dozen typefaces, i’ve replaced my still very much beloved DJR Forma Mono with the delightfully funky OH No Vulf Mono. It’s definitely inspired by the IBM Selectric typewriters, but it has enough of its own personality to avoid being a pastiche (or being as bland as IBM Plex Mono).
Now if you’ll excuse me, i need to go walk a few kilometres. Or else i fear what this confused energy will bring.