What is llms.txt and how I implemented it on my blog
The llms.txt file is the equivalent of robots.txt for artificial intelligence. Here is how I built mine and validated it.
How a designer tries to survive in a world where AI wants to take your hand to help you grow, but at the same time you fear losing everything you have built.
The llms.txt file is the equivalent of robots.txt for artificial intelligence. Here is how I built mine and validated it.
I have been designing interfaces for over 10 years. When AI image generators exploded, I heard the same phrase everywhere: designers are done. But what I learned after months integrating AI into real projects tells a very different story.
Every week I read the same headline: AI is going to replace designers. I have been in this industry for over ten years and I have seen threats come and go. But this time what truly scares me is not the machine. It is the number of designers refusing to learn something new.
AI product photography is not about typing 'nice photo of a shoe' and waiting for magic. After months generating images for real projects, I found a layered method that produces results clients cannot distinguish from an actual photo shoot.
I designed interfaces for international financial institutions for over a decade. Systems handling millions of dollars, screens seen by thousands daily. Now that AI generates interfaces in seconds, there is something I learned in those years that no machine can replace.
I don't use just one AI. I use four, each for different things. After months of testing, breaking things and discovering limits, I found a workflow that lets me design faster without losing creative control. This is my real process, unfiltered.
A prompt is not just an instruction for an AI. For a designer, it is a new way of thinking, creating, and communicating visual ideas. After more than a decade in design, I discovered that learning to write prompts was like learning a new language that connects what I imagine with what the machine can build.
I’m writing again. It feels strange to be back here—with no rush, no commitments.