Daneomatic

Kate is back from her canoe trip, which proved to be a frigid paddle through the arctic wastes of northern Minnesota. Meanwhile, I’m enjoying the ethereal orange glow of a fogged-in city.

Today was my first day at Adaptive Path, and I’m likin’ what I see so far. There’s a lot of stuff goin’ on in that space, and while we spent most of the day getting settled in with online accounts and paperwork and other necessary features of orientation, I can’t wait to start digging into some work with these fine, talented folk. I’ve been getting caught up on all of the projects going on around me, and tomorrow my own project should finally condense out of the vaporous mists of ambiguity.

Whiteboards and markers, Post-It notes and sharpies, pencil sketches and Photoshop mockups and Keynote presentations, these are all the units of thought at work. Projects take over entire rooms, with ad hoc affinity diagrams and screen printouts for use scenarios covering the walls.

Any sane person would balk at such apparent chaos, but a true interaction designer would no doubt swoon upon entering the AP office. There is indeed a madness to the method, and I can’t wait to completely throw myself into the arms of the process.