The Data That Flatters
A soccer club spends a decade building the most expensive analytics department in its history and ends up in a relegation fight with a roster full of sprinters who cannot pass. The numbers were never the problem.
Hello. Bonjour. Merhaba. Hello.
I'm Oz, a designer of things...
This is my signal space for a noisy mind
It's April 23rd, 8:22pm here in Montréal.
Clouds are drifting and we're 31% through the year.
Hope your day's going well, wherever you are.
Short essays on design and culture, small tools I built to scratch specific itches, street photography from Montréal and beyond, graphic design that runs on spoof and satire, and colour palettes collected over twenty years. New notes land when something clicks. New projects ship when they're ready to stand on their own. The galleries grow whenever a walk produces something worth keeping.
I write about the overlooked, the contradictory, and the quietly absurd.
A soccer club spends a decade building the most expensive analytics department in its history and ends up in a relegation fight with a roster full of sprinters who cannot pass. The numbers were never the problem.
A monthly design subscription costs the same in San Francisco as in Sarajevo, but the dollar does not. A famous sandwich index was built to measure that gap, and regional software pricing quietly tried to answer it, until users acted on the logic and the companies pulled it back.
You slide the contract back. The men in fleece vests look at it like unfamiliar fruit. What a socialist startup does when venture capital shows up.
I build minimal tools and run small experiments.
A plain-language digital security guide for parents and grandparents. Five essential habits, explained clearly, in six languages.
Grid calculator for designers. Set width, columns, gutter, and margin, then get the column width and a live preview you can copy into Figma.
Bouncing DVD logo screensaver for macOS with nostalgic corner-hit satisfaction. Free download, runs on Apple silicon and Intel.
I capture imperfect artistry, and people caught being themselves.
I create visual concepts and explorations that speak through spoof and satire.
I mix colours until something feels right, then I keep them, sometimes for decades.