Magnetisk Snacks.
Magnetisk Snacks.
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“This is my lab on standby. The place where projects that don't need chemical developing or a final mix come to rest. They are small, tactile ideas—mental accidents, at times—that cross over into the physical plane, born from the urge to always keep my emotions busy. You’ll find a bit of everything here; if it doesn't fit anywhere else, it’s a Snack.”
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...Space Age Junkie Lamp.
...Space Age Junkie Lamp.
The resurrection of a Wake Up Light corpse into a piece straight out of a 70s Kubrick film. Reborn via retro orange spray and interior mirror effect. This "high-end" finish is just 3x1 cable shielding and a sketchy lamp holder. The only part of this project with an actual future is the bulb.
Snack#12...
Snack#12...
...Pencilades of Cosmic Drift.
...Pencilades of Cosmic Drift.
Everything here is repurposed material from the cosmos and memory, captured before my final digital purge. I’ve stolen fragments of the universe to remember that the brain is wider than the sky, yet time ignores us with elegance. A journey from ephemeral stories to physical paper to accept that everything has already been invented. I’m not looking for the meaning of life, just trying to maintain a minimum of being and a maximum of doing while space takes a leak on us.
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...Omni Spirit Minichord.
...Omni Spirit Minichord.
A third-rate clinic plastic surgery for a Minichord with an identity crisis. Reborn as a tribute to the original Omnichord (the world's greatest instrument for those of us who can’t read a single note) using spray paint, retro colors, Canva-level design and transfer paper. At least now it looks like a veteran of the cheesiest music scenes.
Snack#010...
Snack#010...
...Pencilades of Social Plunder.
...Pencilades of Social Plunder.
These are the survivors of my golden age on Instagram, before I decided to kill off my digital persona. I’ve plundered others' thoughts to assemble this social resistance manual, turning ephemeral stories into ink and kraft. Creating is basically knowing what to steal: a collage of borrowed scraps on masks and dissidence to survive the crowd with a minimum of being and a maximum of doing.
Snack#09...
Snack#09...
...Acrobat's Code.
...Acrobat's Code.
I’m one of those people whom self-help books don’t help, so I helped myself by creating a schematic diagram on how to survive in society. I’ve stolen concepts from here and there—self-help books included—because, after all, almost everything has already been invented.
Chaos Theory: I will accept that everything inevitably tends toward entropy. The basic principle.
Yield & Redline Rule: I will yield and avoid conflict because I'll always find a Plan B, but I will never let my red lines be crossed.
Kidlin Disposition: I will write down every problem to feel as if it is already practically solved.
Falkland Law: I will not make any decision that is not strictly necessary to make.
Zinn Technique: I will focus exclusively on the here and now.
Kondo Method: I will maintain austerity and material order as my only religion.
Reeves Maneuver: I will not argue with anyone; I’ll accept that it is utterly useless.
Mollá Tactic: I will leave every project at its peak, just before the trend shifts.
Calm & Getout Theorem: I will seek overall calm so I can go off-script whenever I please. The objective.
Heisenberg Solution: When the code finally collapses, I will change my identity and tell the whole world to fuck off.
Snack#08...
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...Pot Mart.
...Pot Mart.
Hoarding Nocilla jars of every shape is a sin against the sense of order, but I had to find a way to fit into society without betraying my OCD. After a sacrifice of many, many spoonfuls and a bit of bone white spray paint, I gave a Nordic-style home to a plant friend and, in the process, some aesthetic redemption.
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...Mood Dices.
...Mood Dices.
The ultimate tactile design tool for those "I don't know what the hell is going on" moments. An exercise to decipher if today's drama is fear, rage, or a mirage of joy. It features the forest of calm—the preferred side—and FOMO, plain old envy with an Instagram name. An analog compass to survive internal chaos without paying sixty euros per session.
Snack#06.
Snack#06.
...BatCrumbler.
...BatCrumbler.
When the pieces of the Lego Batwing (set 6863) collided with the visual impact of Chris Nolan's Batmobile, I wanted to create my own "Tumbler": compact, robust, and with enough attitude to patrol my bookshelves. Because sometimes, to save Gotham, you first have to bring it back down to earth.
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...Melomaniac’s Buffet.
...Melomaniac’s Buffet.
A grandmother's dresser's metamorphosis into a shrine for retro-loving music nerds. A total overhaul: resized drawers, a new layout to fit the record collection, and a temporary goodbye to spray cans. This time, water-based enamel and pastel colors did the heavy lifting to rescue this classic from oblivion.
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...Can Can Lamp.
...Can Can Lamp.
Elevating a discount tomato can to the status of a bohemian-industrial design icon. A simple recipe: empty the contents (spaghetti doesn't cook itself), wrap it in jute rope to hide its plebeian origins, and add a globe bulb. Since dessert was pineapple in its own juice, that can was also recycled for the ceiling rose. Signature cuisine applied to lighting.
Snack#03...
Snack#03...
...Tiny Coopers.
...Tiny Coopers.
The grand ambition of opening a mini car dealership that derailed before grand opening. The result? Three prototypes of the only model that passed quality control (mine). Three versions of a vehicle so small that even Lego figures have space issues.
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...Fake Plant 3000.
...Fake Plant 3000.
The pink pot was the perfect excuse to design a retro-futuristic label for the sole survivor: the artificial plant. Since organic ones commit suicide at my place, I’ve taken a mental trip to a future where plastic is king. The future is here, at least in my living room.
Snack#01...
Snack#01...
...Shell-Shocked Van.
...Shell-Shocked Van.
The ultimate "block therapy" to overcome the trauma of never owning the original Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles (TMNT) van. A fusion of Lego sets 79104 and 79102 to recreate that 90s spirit, from back before the turtles (and I) lost decency. My eight-year-old self can finally rest in peace: Cowabunga!!!
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