Notes on keeping what you find.
On finding artists, losing them to bookmarks, and building rosters you can actually hire from.
The Folder Called Later Is Where Artists Go to Disappear
You saved the link. So why can’t you find the artist? A short tour of the graveyard in your bookmarks bar.
Why Every Talent Spreadsheet Dies by Week Three
It always starts with a bold header row and conditional formatting. It always ends in March. Here’s the autopsy.
What a Lost Artist Profile Actually Costs
There’s no invoice, no error message, no moment of loss. Just a slightly worse project, six months later, for reasons nobody traces.
Build an Artist Shortlist That’s Still Useful in Six Months
A pile of links is not a shortlist. What to capture at save time so future-you can actually hire from it.
In Defence of Your 4,000 Open Tabs
They’re not clutter. They’re a filing system with no index, no search, and a dependency on never restarting your laptop.
“I’ll Remember Them” and Other Things You Tell Yourself
You will not remember them. You have never remembered them. Here’s what memory is actually for.
Your Bookmarks Bar Is a Graveyard With Good Intentions
Every folder is a decision you made once and never revisited. A gentle excavation of the layers.
The Artist You Found Twice (and Lost Twice)
That flicker of familiarity when a portfolio loads? That’s not taste. That’s your archive filing a complaint.
A Screenshot Is a Picture of a Person You Cannot Contact
Your camera roll has forty portfolio grabs, eleven photos of a cat, and no phone numbers. On the limits of the screenshot.
You Cannot Ctrl+F Your Own Memory
Why “that one guy, you know the one” is a genuine business risk and not merely a personality trait.
A Moment of Silence for the Spreadsheet That Died in March
It had a frozen header row, seven colour-coded columns, and eleven entries. It deserved better. It was never going to get it.
Instagram Saves: A Love Story With No Contact Details
Two hundred saved posts, zero usernames you could actually type. On collecting art from a platform designed to keep it.
How to Lose a Curator in Ten Days
A step-by-step guide to letting a genuinely valuable relationship evaporate, written from extensive field observation.
Every Open Tab Is a Promise You Are Not Going to Keep
Forty-one tabs is not research. It is forty-one deferred decisions, all due at once, none of them written down.
The DM Archaeology Dig
Somewhere in three thousand messages is a rate quote from an artist you need this week. Bring a trowel.
€400 a Day, $45 an Hour, and Around 2k Per Piece Walk Into a Filter
Three artists, three units, one budget question that nobody can answer without a calculator and a guess.
Nobody Has Ever Finished Organising Anything
The tidy-up weekend is a genre of fiction. Build systems for the version of you who is busy and slightly annoyed.
Your Browser History Has Commitment Issues
Ninety days, then it forgets everything, including the profile you needed. It was never promising otherwise.
Nobody Wants Another Login, Another Cloud, Another Newsletter
On why the fix for scattered artist research should not be a subscription with a dashboard and an onboarding email sequence.
The Freelancer You Cannot Afford to Lose (and Have Already Lost)
Every studio has three or four people who make projects easy. Most studios cannot produce their contact details on demand.
Nothing matches that.
Try a broader word — most of these are about bookmarks, spreadsheets, or the folder called Later.