Tuesday, February 20, 2024

Stakanovite.

›
For most of the seventeen years I lived under my father's roof and under my mother's borderline personality (or whatever the latest ...
Friday, February 16, 2024

Facing Faces.

›
About three hundred years ago, somewhere in Mittel Europa, what we now call German and Austria, there was a popular sculptor called Franz Xa...
Thursday, February 15, 2024

That's Not What I Saw.

›
Living for so many of my days up on the Gingham Coast, and living up here with a five-month-old golden retriever, I find myself talking to p...
Wednesday, February 14, 2024

Or Die.

›
Let's start with a time-worn truism. Nothing kills a bad product faster than good advertising. We've all heard that. We've proba...
Tuesday, February 13, 2024

Six Things the Internet (and Holding Companies) Don't Understand.

›
About two times a year, the great publisher, Taschen has a sale that's really a sale. So many sales today start with artificially high-p...
Monday, February 12, 2024

Super. Stupor.

›
As I get farther and farther away from the standard utterances and issuances and masturbatory mania of what used to be the advertising indus...
Friday, February 9, 2024

Commitment.

›
Serius est quam cogitas. It's later than you think. As I've written before in this space, I have a near photographic memory. I don...
Thursday, February 8, 2024

Systems Collapse.

›
Reading my Linked In feed and talking to friends who are also in the industry, I can't help but think about the concept in historiograph...