Start a project, then rip it up and start again…and again…and again.
Until we get it just right.
Unfortunately, we don’t get too many chances to refine here in Hooterville. Time is a premium and this sort of self-indulgent activity isn’t subsidisied by small town clients. And it wouldn’t be appreciated. It’s not that the initial effort is “wrong”… it’s that creative development should be a process. There should be time to simmer, to let you understand and absorb what you’re making. Is it “just right”? Is this going to make impact with the audience? How can we write it, shoot it, design it that’s really different than what we did last time? And, once we get a potential customer motivated by the ad we do make, will the small town client not fuck it all up with crappy service or bad store hours?
I can only worry about what we can control. And everytime something goes out the door and on the air, I think of something we could have done better. Because every new day you look at what you’ve done, you see it in a brand new way. If there was only time.
Thanks to Million Monkeys Typing for this one…too cancerous not to share. *cough* (I quit, but still miss it.) I especially love the sound of the Zippo lighter. Never heard anything else quite like it.
I’d buy the Watermelon design, but it has to be DOT approved. And I wouldn’t wear a nipple on my head…see the collections here. Wait’ll the folks at Poopys Biker Bar here about this.
If this is for real, then how does she expect to be taken seriously? Set aside the Glenn Beck for President Crap. If you don’t want to look like an idiot, then hire a professional firm to do your video work. This is bizarre. And would someone please get a make-up advisor for this poor woman.
Another Awesome Harley Vacation is over and committed to memory with 92 photos that document our childish, giddy, and “fuck-it-all” attitudes. Of course, we’re more grown up now that we’ve come back to our stupid jobs.
Harleys are still the definite bike of choice followed by plenty of way-too-quiet Gold Wings, but one thing we did not see was this. A 1930 Henderson. Company started in 1911 and closed in 1931, but check this out! (Via thecoolhunter.net)
Sleek, curvy, and awesome. I could totally rock with this. Read more about it here.
It’s that time of year…we’re shining up the Harley and rolling up the clothes and we’re headed north. As always, the last 4 hours of the last day before a major trip were chaotic to the point of comical. It’s like they all know I’m trying to get the hell outta here. Piling on, people…you know how I feel about that.
Even though I have plenty of things to think about, the best creative time you can have is when you don’t think about it all. I can’t wait…I need it.
