Digital Garden


WIKiPhilo is an independent institute focused on nurturing curiosity and self-discovery in children and young adults. We needed flyers advertising our events in public spaces, i.e., parks, over the summer 2020, since, due to the Covid-19 pandemic, we were not able to continue the dialogue in the classrooms. Read more


What does whoosh mean? The word itself is a sound, an onomatopoeia (a word that mimics the sound it’s describing). It has some kind of sudden movement but also a flow and drive. For the founders of the WHOOSH group, it means rebellious optimism and engagement with urbanism, particularly in the city of Vienna. So how do I capture this light, optimistic, and fun spirit while still being rebellious and in your face? Read more


It happened at a poetry slam evening in a venue full of mostly young people who were ready to jump on the stage and declaim verses, words close to their hearts. More seasoned slamming poets were also present and, I assume, at least a few were willing to go up there and impart some wordplay. Read more

Customer Support

I had an hour to spare until my next appointment and decided to spend it in the cafe of a museum nearby, a place which is usually very little frequented, at least during those afternoon hours when it’s either too late or too early to do anything. I had enough coffee before I arrived there and didn’t want anything to nibble on. Read more

Darth Vader

The kid is riding another Star Wars wave these days. They come and go, these waves, feeding on the colorful books he collected, detailing the multitude of future, non-existent worlds. He tells me about what kind of beings or robots are better suited for what kind of jobs, how their tools or weapons could be improved, or how they could be rendered useless.
Then he goes around, hands cupped over his mouth, and does the well-known breathing noise. He puts his body in different positions trying to catch a change in the whizzing.
Then he stops suddenly and asks confused: Read more

Sound Field

I left the recorder on for almost an hour last night while at the KHM, at the Rothko exhibition. With the exception of an alarm (that lasted for a few seconds after it went off when somebody got too close to a canvas) and the sound of very faint, almost quiet voices from the visitors, there is nothing to hear but the old hardwood floors creaking and cracking, bringing to life a sort of colorful sound field, one rivaling with the color fields hanging on the walls.
Listening to the recording, it feels like being in the presence of so much more than walking on herringbone parquet. Read more

Mixing Grace

There is this picture of Grace Jones taken by Jean-Paul Goude:

Except that it is not a picture, but a composite image — lots of shots molded into one in order to produce this almost impossible pose. Read more