Hey, welcome in.
This is my world in pixels. And I'm curious about the feel of yours.

Hey, welcome in. This is my world in pixels. And I'm curious how your world feels like.

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the very culmination

of my being

the very culmination

of my being

the very culmination of my being

The First Spark


The First Spark


The First Spark


Pre-feed web (2000s)

This is me discovering my brother’s “comp” — a thing I wasn’t supposed to touch too much. A secret world, endlessly interesting to a kid. Back then there were no tutorials, no onboarding, no gentle guidance. I still kept clicking — the pull was stronger than the friction.


The room went quiet. The screen glowed. The cursor blinked… and suddenly I wasn’t looking at a screen anymore. I was inside something.


I’ve been chasing that feeling ever since. Guess that’s user experience, huh?

This is me discovering my brother’s “comp” — a thing I wasn’t supposed to touch too much. A secret world, endlessly interesting to a kid. Back then there were no tutorials, no onboarding, no gentle guidance. I still kept clicking — the pull was stronger than the friction.


The room went quiet. The screen glowed. The cursor blinked… and suddenly I wasn’t looking at a screen anymore. I was inside something.


I’ve been chasing that feeling ever since. Guess that’s user experience, huh?

This is me discovering my brother’s “comp” — a thing I wasn’t supposed to touch too much. A secret world, endlessly interesting to a kid. Back then there were no tutorials, no onboarding, no gentle guidance. I still kept clicking — the pull was stronger than the friction.


The room went quiet. The screen glowed. The cursor blinked… and suddenly I wasn’t looking at a screen anymore. I was inside something.


I’ve been chasing that feeling ever since. Guess that’s user experience, huh?

When the Magic Faded


When the Magic Faded

When the Magic Faded


Feed era (2016-present)

Algorithms. Endless scroll.
What used to be a rabbit hole feels like a cage. This time, the rabbit hole had walls.


The algorithm knows your clicks, but not your chaos. That’s the one thing it can’t touch. And that's where we're stepping in.

Algorithms. Endless scroll.
What used to be a rabbit hole feels like a cage. This time, the rabbit hole had walls.


The algorithm knows your clicks, but not your chaos. That’s the one thing it can’t touch. And that's where we're stepping in.

Algorithms. Endless scroll.
What used to be a rabbit hole feels like a cage. This time, the rabbit hole had walls.


The algorithm knows your clicks, but not your chaos. That’s the one thing it can’t touch. And that's where we're stepping in.

was curiosity outsourced?

was curiosity outsourced?

was curiosity outsourced?

my gang is small but we all are crazy af

my gang is small but we all are crazy af

my gang is small but we all are crazy af

It's dangerous to go alone!

It's dangerous to go alone!

It's dangerous to go alone!

(Who are "we"?)

Back then, the internet hit different — just you, a glowing screen, a stranger typing “me too.”
And suddenly, the room wasn’t empty.

I’m still looking for that feeling — and for people who carry their chaos and are ready to build better corners of the web again.

Back then, the internet hit different — just you, a glowing screen, a stranger typing “me too.”
And suddenly, the room wasn’t empty.

I’m still looking for that feeling — and for people who carry their chaos and are ready to build better corners of the web again.

Back then, the internet hit different — just you, a glowing screen, a stranger typing “me too.” And suddenly, the room wasn’t empty.


I’m still looking for that feeling — and for people who carry their chaos and ready to build better corners of the web <s>again.</s>

Brick by Brick

Brick by Brick

Brick by Brick

(present — building the next Web)

Every project that lands in my hands carries a bit of that first spark. The same kid who stared at a glowing screen grew up stacking bricks. LEGO taught me: start small, stay honest, try again. And one day, the bricks turned into interfaces.

Carrying an idea that needs clarity, shape, and a little spark?

Sit with me — brick by brick.

Every project that lands in my hands carries a bit of that first spark. The same kid who stared at a glowing screen grew up stacking bricks. LEGO taught me: start small, stay honest, try again. And one day, the bricks turned into interfaces.


Carrying an idea that needs clarity, shape, and a little spark? Sit with me — brick by brick.

Every project that lands in my hands carries a bit of that first spark. The same kid who stared at a glowing screen grew up stacking bricks. LEGO taught me: start small, stay honest, try again. And one day, the bricks turned into interfaces.

Carrying an idea that needs clarity, shape, and a little spark?

Sit with me — brick by brick.

where patience became my love language

where patience became my love language

where patience became my love language

But not too close

But not too close

I am hypersensitive :D

I am hypersensitive :D

From Mess to Design

From Mess to Design

From Mess to Art

From Mess to Art

Tools I Use

touchpad**
touchpad**

Tools I Use

Choose your path

Choose your path

Here’s what I’m open for:

Here’s what I’m open for:

Don’t Be Shy

Let’s Talk Design*

Don’t Be Shy,

Let’s Talk Design*

My name is Victoria