Nina Chakrabarti is one of those people that I love the idea of more than the reality. I loved her presentation with all of it’s references and openness, I felt like we were very similar, at least in tastes. But then found myself disappointed with her actual work, well maybe at least her later work, book covers and the books she writes and designs herself. The type is always the same, and adds an annoying childishness to the work, which it doesn’t feel like it needs. Regardless of this her line work is brilliant and I still find her and her work very enjoyable intriguing.