Aritro Paul
Product designer. I make things look pretty and work okay. Moving rectangles professionally at Artemis, previously at Autopilot and Pallet.
I live in Jersey City with roommates, ski like the lift closes tomorrow, and keep my apartment smelling like a very expensive spa. Scroll down - there's a thing you can fiddle with.
Officially: product design. Unofficially: pushing rectangles half a pixel left and calling it a breakthrough.
I design the screens you tap, the flows you forget you ever struggled with, and the empty states nobody reads. I care a great deal about spacing, the exact gray of a divider, and whether a button feels good to press. If something on a product annoys you, statistically it was probably my fault. Sorry about that.
Pick one. The whole panel changes color because I have no chill about either of these.
Carving trenches, mostly on purpose
I will absolutely talk your ear off about edge angle, base bevel, and why my skis are stiffer than they need to be. Yes, I tune them myself. No, I am not normal about it.
- Carving. Long, loud, leaning-way-over carving.
- More than one pair. We don't discuss the number.
- Rear-entry boots were a mistake and I will die on this hill (the carving kind).
This is roughly how I spend an evening. Pick a scent, set the lighting, choose an activity, and I'll grade your taste.
Eucalyptus going, so the apartment smells faintly like a very smug spa, one warm lamp, because the ceiling light is for emergencies only, and you'll do gloriously, defensibly nothing. Frankly? Immaculate. 10/10, the roommates approve.
- Jersey City, NJ - with roommates who tolerate the diffuser
- Product design at Artemis
- Autopilot, then Pallet
- Carving turns and choosing throw pillows
- Leaving the slopes when the lift is still running
- Eucalyptus, transitioning to sandalwood at dusk
Want to talk product design, skiing, or the correct number of throw blankets for one couch? I'm around.
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