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For this week letter, I have decided to change my direction quite profoundly and share with you all some of my feelings about change for sustainability. I am doing currently my Ph.D around Design for Sustainable Behaviour. It is already agreed that products, services and systems strive to influence people's behaviour. But to do it consciously is another matter. Design for sustainable behaviour attempts to change people behaviour as they are interacting with product. The designer become the person responsible in this endeavour. There are a number of ethical issues surrounding such topic which is completely understandable. Giving control to technology to change our behaviour is quite dramatic, yet it is what is happening on the daily basis. We battle our way against technologies in our life.

It has been now more than two years that I am living in my home. I cannot claim I know my house very well in order to do all the energy saving changes. Thanks to Footpaths manual, there is a checklist to help in getting to know a home. It encouraged me to do some searches. A number of energy saving changes were done before we got in the house the 300mm of loft insulation cavity walls filled double glazed windows the hot water tanks and pipes were lagged We came in the house with good habits such as ensuring that the appliances and gadgets are not on standby and assets - all our lights are energy savings light bulbs. Nevertheless, there are still few things that are ought to be looked into more closely: draught strips around windows and doors heating controls programmed thermostatic valves on radiators Let start with ensuring that the house is draught-free! With my beautiful little hand, I went all around the house checking if there were any drafts. I found one. Under my front door. I n

Jessica Blain Photography click here The past five months have been absolutely erratic. I started a new job. Simultaneously, I started to organise a festival with my activist friends I had a clear vision of what I wanted to do with my job. Unfortunately, I shot myself in the legs. My supervisors and I fell into the trap of mistrust, conflict and all the rest of it. I became uncontrollable. The more they were trying to send me in one direction, the more I wanted to go into the opposite. I did not control my reactions. I wanted to get control back. The more I was trying to, the more I was alienating our relationships. I felt that I could not share the way I feel because I thought they were intolerant towards my vulnerabilities. I shut down my feelings, joy, anger, fear, happiness, love in their presence. It appeared to be the easy option but it revealed itself to be the harshest. What could I possibly know? My main escape was to join the extremism of activism by working only on the festi