Tuesday, March 31, 2009

the next gerenation


Sorry, generation.
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.

Fast forward.
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.
But.
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

crossing the street


just playing around with a snapshot,
giving it an urban feel.
Whatever that means.

Saturday, March 28, 2009

anno pieterse


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

park avenue as birds see it



And people with corner offices high up.
Despite billions lost the view is the same.
Maybe slightly bleaker despite a sunny day.
It feels more black and white than it did a while ago.
The yellow cabs are still yellow.

Wednesday, March 25, 2009

The path to the other side


Well, The Path train to Hoboken, New Jersey.
Christopher Street, Greenwich Village entrance.

Tuesday, March 24, 2009

the old house


It looked so moody that I asked
my boys to look the same.
Poor kids, having to act at that age.
Never pick a director as your dad.
Unless he's very successful.
And does comedies.

Monday, March 23, 2009

julian schnabel's palace


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.
Palazzo Chupi.
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.
For humility.

Sunday, March 22, 2009

Friday, March 20, 2009

the sweet life



In my quest to get to know
every nook and cranny
of my new neighborhood
I stepped into this little diner
for lunch.
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.
www.craigwatters.com

Thursday, March 19, 2009

a sign that does


Finally. This sign does what it asks others to do.
Unlike bills on walls that say post no bills.

Tuesday, March 17, 2009

the message is clear



New York is full of hand-painted signs
severely warning people from parking on private property.
Whether it's legal to remove someone's plates and
deflate someone's tires is another question.

Monday, March 16, 2009

window shopping in west village


Our new office in Christopher street has a few interesting neighbors.
Spy shops and porn shops among them.
The locals have long stopped noticing.

Thursday, March 12, 2009

christopher street, greenwich village


New office.
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.

Friday, March 6, 2009

Graphic New York


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.
Well.
Stay tuned for village images after the move.

Thursday, March 5, 2009

..but it's kind of beautiful


On a clear and sunny day
this is certainly not one
of New York's prettier streets.
But a day like this one
is a different story.
Miserable weather
makes for
interesting shots.

Tuesday, March 3, 2009

Sunday, March 1, 2009

It's a dog's life


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.
http://www.sthuberts.org/
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.