Posts Tagged ‘Creative’

Every Miracle-Pampers

Thursday, May 26th, 2011

Guaranteed to knock the cynical right outta you. Pretty much a flawless pice of creative. (VIA)

My mothers talent

Friday, May 6th, 2011

It’s no secret that my mother and I were not especially close in her later years.  We started out that way, though, having a common enemy in Harold. He was the abusive husband and father who demoralized her with his fits of rage and turned me into an overachieving, codependent, people-pleaser.

She unexpectedly passed away last September. I think she was proud of me, yet surprised by my career path. I didn’t end up with lots of kids, make magnets for the refrigerator and knit. My DNA steered me towards writing, sales, and whatever it is I do all day.

It’s quite a process to go through a dead persons things, especially when it’s your mother. Finding that chapstick in a blazer pocket just about sent me over the edge. Her bottles of cologne, her makeup, funny socks with ladybugs on them…these things bring her into the room with me.

She was born on a family farm and led a small town life. In her earlier years, she was an amazing seamstress. Her creative streak was strong and while not working in fine silks or exotic fabrics, she found ways to express herself, and I think it helped her deal with the scars of domestic violence.

This doll furniture is made of plastic canvas and yarn. My daughter loved it. Hopefully my granddaughter will appreciate it, too.

Happy Mothers Day, Mom.

Where Barbie gets Ready every morning.

Ken was over. He left the seat up. Men! Check out the tiny toilet paper roll.

The Living Room. Tiny pillows on the sofa and a pull chain on the floor lap, TV & VCR in the entertainment center!

The Bathroom. Love the towel bar.

Talking to your audience

Thursday, March 3rd, 2011

I wish we were able to deliver something half this amazing for a “Dont Text and Drive” campaign we’re working on in Hooterville.  This is simply genius stuff and talks directly to the target audience with substantial impact…for virtually no budget. Click the link and be impressed.

Waitakere City Road Safety: Car For Sale

Cry for help

Monday, February 21st, 2011

Admit it. You’ve had days like this…we all have. (via)

There’s an App for That!

Friday, November 5th, 2010

Nice to see Sesame Street staying current. Never miss a chance to teach a kid something. (VIA & JR!)

Are YOU Dog Enough?

Wednesday, November 3rd, 2010

Thanks to sullieseverything for this find. Such a sweet spot. I love the British.

Braininajar

Thursday, September 16th, 2010

This is better than the Ray Lewis effort, which I thought was waaaay lame.

“Unspeakable horror.”  HA!

Mesmerizing

Wednesday, September 15th, 2010

One of my Internet Guru-type friends hates Google Instant. But I love stuff like this. (via Million Monkeys Typing. A blog I always enjoy!)

The Tasty Ampersand

Thursday, August 26th, 2010

I love the Ampersand. This is particularly cool. I’m hungry.

See the whole collection here.

Rip it up…

Saturday, July 31st, 2010

We should do more of this.

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.

Via