Tuesday, March 31, 2009
Well, It must have been 20 years ago.
London. Anarchy. Or something.
Or clever marketing, as we learned later.
Malcolm McLaren and Vivienne Westwood
making money selling trash to people with money
but not willing to look like Sloan Rangers.
Apparently the Westwood and McLaren garb fell
apart after a couple of days.
But who the heck cared? It was bloody cool.
Sex Pistols and Clash and London Calling and what not.
2009, New York, the Art Director's Club's exhibition space,
fresh hopeful students out of the School of Visual Arts.
40 grand a year to attend?
Drugs served: Bottled water, and, I think, Diet Coke. Oh, dear.
No rebels. No new ideas on the walls.
Same old ads as ever.
Okay, in fairness, some of them were pretty good still.
And there were a few interesting design ideas in the 3d space.
I even saw a complete rip-off of an Economist ad.
Same picture, I guess they scanned an Economist ad?
(I'll show it tomorrow.) Now the ad was for the Enquirer.
Which means the professors or teachers who let that through simply don't know shit.
They are not connected.
A crime against the students if you ask me.
And obviously involving a crooked student as well.
Would love to see her/him apply for a job with Khai Meng at Ogilvy,
the guy who was responsible for the original ad.
That ad won something big in Cannes and all other shows
as late as 2-3 years ago or so.
Shame on you student. Shame on you professor.
Please note that the lovely couple in the picture
has nothing to do with that scam.
As a matter of fact, the elegantly robed and groomed male punk
was one of the more ambitious, and talented, students I met when
doing a couple of stand ins for another teacher.
A rather great teacher as amatter of fact. Jeroen Bours.
Still very active as a creative director, conceptualizer and designer.
Well, the hair did stand out the crowd of beige and black scare-to-stand-outs.
So even though punk fashion was invented a long time ago
in a faraway country it still looks fresh and brave
- with no other intent than being a fashion statement obviously -
in the land of political correctness.
Well, these guys are no punks.
Can't still figure out whether it's a mask to cover insecurity or if it as way to say "I am what I am and want to be, f**k you, and I'm way better designed that you are, cretin".
I hope its the latter. And I'd hire the guy too, if given the opportunity.
Monday, March 30, 2009
Saturday, March 28, 2009
He's about a million times better a photographer than i will ever be.
So even though it's my blog i show one of his shots.
got to http://www.annophoto.com
You will be amazed.
Even though he doesn't really engage in "commentary" photography
but rather concentrate on the aesthetic points
Whether it's a derelict amusement park
or something else in decay it's
beautiful to his camera lens.
Friday, March 27, 2009
Wednesday, March 25, 2009
Tuesday, March 24, 2009
Monday, March 23, 2009
I walk down the street around the corner
from the office and this thing appears.
For a while I thought I had got lost
and ended up in Venice or Sevilla.
I guess most people know of this building.
It must be famous.
But I had missed it.
Built by Julian Schnabel.
Rumor has it that Bono lives here.
What's definetely true is that Richard Gere did.
Or at least owned a part of it.
He put his floor up for sale a while ago.
If you can get a generous bail out
you can perhaps afford a pad.
Some sides have views of New Jersey.
Sunday, March 22, 2009
Friday, March 20, 2009
In my quest to get to know
every nook and cranny
of my new neighborhood
I stepped into this little diner
Called The Sweetlife.
Serving a decent pastrami on rye.
Witn mustard, a few slices of pickled cucumber
and a tiny little papercup with coleslaw.
The coffee was okay.
Thanks Craig Watters for picking up the tab.
Thursday, March 19, 2009
Tuesday, March 17, 2009
Monday, March 16, 2009
Thursday, March 12, 2009
Hello Darling, the world's best little advertising,
digital and design shop in the world just moved
from 29th street to the village.
We're going to love it here.
Some say we look like a nail saloon, all white and red.
Which is perfectly appropriate for the area.
Actually, the red and white theme, with Eames' chairs and all,
reminds me a lot of my lovely offices
at Ogilvy in Singapore some 8 years ago.
Tuesday, March 10, 2009
Friday, March 6, 2009
Across the street from my office in Manhattan.
29th street, between 7th and 8th avenues.
I will have a different view next week.
Or rather, no particular view at all, as we're moving in to
the ground floor of a smaller building in Christopher Street, in the village.
It's a gentler neighborhood than the one we're in now.
Colorful in a different way.
Hipper for sure.
But must say I really like this rougher hood quiet a bit.
So I will miss it.
Plus it's closer to my train at Penn Station.
Stay tuned for village images after the move.
Thursday, March 5, 2009
Tuesday, March 3, 2009
Sunday, March 1, 2009
Somebody up there loves dogs.
Geraldine Rockefeller Dodge loved dogs.
She left behind an obviously generous endowment which runs
St. Hubert's Animal Welfare Shelters.
They do accept donations too.
It's expensive to look after dogs after all.
It's a large complex of beautiful old buildings with vast open lands around.
The dogs and cats that find new owners will probably never live as well as they live here.
Here they are guaranteed to be well taken care of. They have space, food and dog friends.
The wonderful people who work there love their animals.
I'm sure there have been many bitter-sweet good-byes.
Personally I fell in love with all of the dogs.
Most of them mutts. Coming mostly from Mississippi and Puerto Rico they told us.
And I sort of wished for a while I was a stray dog myself.
In times like these it's good to know there's a meal three times a day.