
Hello world, here’s a bit about myself: I’m a maker at heart. Making things is often a consequence of wanting them to exist. Software is where most of that curiosity finds expression, particularly developer tools, although hardware, IoT, and automation have a habit of turning otherwise quiet weekends into experiments.
Professionally, much of that curiosity finds a home at Postman and the developer community, exploring how software is built, tested, and experienced.
Necessity may be the mother of invention, but sometimes it helps to invent the necessity first.
An imagined inconvenience, a possibility that ought to exist, or simply the temptation to find out whether something can be done — these have a way of becoming projects. The pursuit often teaches more than the eventual creation.
APIs, abstractions, and automation remain recurring fascinations. There is something rather satisfying about making complicated things cooperate through simple agreements.
Some experiments find their way on this website. Others remain scattered across GitHub, forums, and forgotten corners of the Internet
The early web was built on a remarkable culture of people freely sharing what they made. Much of the joy of publishing a project lies in continuing that tradition, allowing someone else to learn from it, build upon it, or discover a mistake that had been hiding in plain sight.
Not everything worth understanding lends itself to an explanation, let alone a solution.
Questions of truth, belief, meaning, and the contradictions of human nature often make better companions for stories and poetry than for reasoned arguments. Fiction, after all, allows an idea to be explored without the burden of proving it.

A rather incomplete collection of books recorded on Goodreads. Reading and keeping track of reading, it turns out, are two quite different pursuits.
I believe books are best read with a little colour of one’s own already formed on the subject. Particularly with non-fiction, I prefer to arrive with some knowledge, an opinion, perhaps even a prejudice or two — so that reading becomes a conversation with the author rather than merely an exercise in receiving wisdom. With fiction, I believe words must paint a world vivid enough for the imagination to inhabit. When they fail to do so, I find myself wandering between the lines, however celebrated the writing might be.
I also believe that remembering a book and being influenced by it are two very different things. I am rather poor at recalling passages, characters, or even the precise arguments that once captivated me. Yet fragments of them linger, finding their way into my thoughts, sometimes so thoroughly that I forget where they came from. Perhaps that is my complicated relationship with books — I remember remarkably little of what I read, but carry rather more of it than I realise.
Occasionally, I capture photos and post them on my Instagram profile. It’s a casual affair, predominantly abstract images that prompt me to reflect on related memories of mine ➜
I’ve maintained a Flickr Photostream dating back over two decades, which similarly features abstract themes. Dating back even further, have you heard of caedes.net? Founded in 2001 by undergraduate Gerben Van Duyl, it started as an arts-focused site but later shifted to specialise in desktop wallpapers and photography. Although it didn’t last as long as Ludicorp’s Flickr, I still have a gallery there, albeit no longer active.