A private control surface
VEPRO
Everything you run.
Nothing you don't.
An environment is a room for one part of your life — a website, a research programme, a client, a launch. Build it, shape it down to the last section, colour and link, then close the door on everything else.
Environments
Anatomy
Three levels.
You own all three.
Most tools hand you a layout and ask you to live inside it. VEPRO hands you the parts. Each level sits inside the one above it, and every one of them bends to what you're doing.
The top level, named after the thing it serves — Digital Ops, Acme Rebuild, Thesis. Give it a monogram and a colour and you'll find it in the rail without reading.
Invent your own. Rename them in place, colour them, choose how their links are laid out and how much they show, write a note under the heading, collapse the ones you're finished with, drag them into the order you think in.
A title, a destination, a note, a monogram and a colour of its own if you want one. Drag it from any section into any other. Nothing is stuck where it started.
Any colour, not a palette
A wheel and a hex field, on every environment, every section, every link. Sample the brand you're working on and use that.
Four ways to read a list
Grid, list, compact or table — at three densities, with notes and addresses shown or hidden. Set per section, because not every section is the same kind of thing.
Edits land as you make them
Rename, recolour, reorder. A quiet line beside the title says when it saved. CtrlZ takes it back.
Everything from the keyboard
CtrlK opens the command bar — jump between environments, add a section, drop in a link, search every link you've saved.
Built to stay quick
Off-screen sections aren't drawn, filtering runs off a cached index, and the whole client is one file with nothing to download twice.
Yours alone
Every account gets its own environments. Nobody else can open them, and nothing leaves unless you copy a link out yourself.
Your first room
is already furnished.
Make an account and there's an environment in there waiting — real sections, real links, put there to be taken apart.
Create an account