Hybrid work means the call follows you: out of the spare room, down to the café, onto the train and back again. The laptop goes in the bag, the headset goes on, and the status stays exactly where it was.
The artwork is that status made big enough for everyone to read. A giant flat pill carries a dot lit at its left and ON A CALL in heavy condensed capitals. A muted bell sits beneath it, and under that the two house rules, polite and completely serious: Do not come in. Do not ask what's for dinner. Clean vector shapes, three flat spot inks, no app, no logo, nothing borrowed from anyone's screen.
Long shoulder handles and a roomy interior, for the laptop, the charger and the walk to wherever the Wi-Fi is better.
It goes to the coworker who takes calls from anywhere with a plug socket, the partner who has perfected the silent doorway wave, or the friend who works from a different café every day of the week. Bought for yourself first, then for the person who asks about dinner.
The rules travel.
