So, you invest in some smart shirts, double cuffed and all that, and think you’ll be smart and presentable, a real swell.
And you decide to wear the aforementioned doublecuffery at a business event. An event with an audience of 60 that you are chairing.
The SMA, to be precise.
So, that’s what happened. I was hosting a Question Time (esque) event playing the David Bimbledy role when, about an hour in, I looked torso-ward, then quickly audience-ward, my old mucker Jon Stevenson caught my eye and smirked in sympathy.
The shirt may have been smart and lovely but my belly had been fully and wholly unattractively exposed as the button at the point of most pressure (the belly button) had popped.
Class. (Thanks TM Lewin for your lack of button protection.)
Aside from Jon’s smirk, I may have got away with it.
This is the look that reflects the feeling you have when your advertising has been nominated for an award. The look that reflects the fact that despite being the only nomination in the category the judges decide not to give it an award; but to highly commend it.
It is not a gracious look.
It is not a grown up look but, frankly, it is not a look that should have to happen.
My opinion? If a category has no work deemed good enough for an award then don’t nominate the best of the worst. No nominations. No bitter dissapointment. No griping.
I have been told I look right pissed off in this photo. I was, but not as pissed off as my creative colleagues, Pete and Iain would have been had they attended the event.
One of the greatest ad men of all time is David Ogilvy. And this year O and M is celebrating its 60th anniversary.
For some unaccountable reason one of Ogilvy’s branch offices, Bold Ogilvy and Mather in Athens, has decided to create a tribute song and film for him which has to go down in history as one of the most ill-judged tributes to mankind, never mind advertising.
I suspect the WPP share price (they own Ogilvy) will fall many percentile points once this reaches a wider audience.
Ogilvy wrote with with style and craft. He published one of the seminal advertising books “Ogilvy on Advertising.” and he is nothing short of an advertising collosus.
So, who thought it advisable to not only sanction this piece of crud, this cod, but worse still, to publish it outside the doors of Ogilvy and Mather? It’s maybe a spoof, if so it’s in rather bad taste.
Maybe it was done by Omnicom, or Publicis perhaps
I am humbly indebted to Doug Cook for sharing this with me.
If you knew Don and Carol like I know Don and Carol this would reduce you to tears as it did to me.
Don and Carol are two of the most wonderful people you could ever hope to meet and to work with.
I have had the privilege of both.
I first met both of them in the early 90’s at George Studios where they performed miracles with artwork. Carol the queen of Scotland’s typographers, Don, the king of cardboard box making. At 1576 we used them as our external studio before they approached us at the perfect point in time to set up a JV , an in-house artwork studio which we branded independently as Whitespace.
It grew and grew and in the late 90’s we agreed an MBO with them so that they could set off to pastures new to create what is now one of Scotland’s leading web and design studios.
When I left 1576 in 2002 I worked with them for a year in a non-exec/exec capacity and helped them plan an exit strategy for Don and Carol which came to fruition last month.
At their party Whitespace played this tribute to them.
You can see the love, and I mean that, that they engendered among their team.
They are both very special people and this is a very special tribute.
If ever proof was needed that recessions do not necessarily dampen creativity take a look at this new spot for HSBC by JWT London. Now, the banking sector is not an area one might expect great creativity from at this moment in time. But this epic mini-movie with a soundtrack by the imperious Joanna Newsom takes some beating. In fact I voted it ahead of Hovis in this month’s Thinkbox poll.
It is truly wonderful. And nicely subversive.
And this is Newsom performing the song, in full, on Jools Holland. (Clam, Crab, Cockie Cowrie it’s called and can be found on The Milk Eyed Mender LP.)
This is DEFINITELY not for the fainthearted, but it is a brilliant example of how to subvert. It’s an ad for Deisel’s 30th anniversary and it celebrates porn in a way that’s safe for work (SFW)… sort of.