Hurricane Paul

First day on the bike job. Now, I didn’t see the weather report but I’m pretty sure Kerry Gosney just pointed at the map and exclaimed: “Windy as fuck”.

So, the October target … That seems a long way off now! Must. Work. On. Folio.

(Paul is my name by the way, not an actual hurricane. That’d just be silly).

On My Bike

Well my redundancy money is running out and my girlfriend says I have to pay the mortgage at the end of the month. I can’t face going back to some lifeless office where I’ll potter about doing shit all and risk sinking into a deep apathetic slumber. So, the one job I could think of that I won’t mind doing while I look for a placement/junior job is – bicycle courier.

  (insert random bike pic…on Dale St, saw on way to Pravda)

 I start on tuesday. I used to race a lot when I was younger and much much fitter. I picked up my bike today and rode it back from the shop. My poor body. What have I been doing to you? If you see a wheezing wobbly courier around town next week, go easy on him. It’s gonna take me a good month to get fit.

Still, this is more motivation to get an ad job asap. In my head I’m thinking I’d like to have my first job by October 2008. End of summer. Then I won’t have to courier during the winter.

No, No, No

I just saw an advert starring Ewan McGregor. Scurrying up dirt roads on his bike, ooh waterfalls, mountains, possibly undiscovered villages. Just Ewan his, bike, a map and a backpack full of … Davidoff Adventure aftershave!?

Some concepts are just wrong. Why would you go off the map for years, travelling around with a mate on a bike, getting away from all the twattyness of celebrity and then do this? I really hate aftershave ads and car ads of this ilk.

Watch out, on your TV screens now.

Book Review At Love

I went along to meet Hari at Love today and would like to say a big thanks to him for a superb review. Not because he waxed lyrical or anything, but because he said what he thought and offered reams of insight. That’s what we all need – ta.

I got some positives on a few pieces of work, pointers on where to dig a bit deeper in other pieces of work etc. Along with some comments I’ve had from the blog now, I feel like it’s helped me to focus a bit more on exactly where I’ve been going wrong with some ideas.

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Pictured above is the lovely little book they have produced too, full of the agencies work and philosophy. The title itself is like a nudge-nudge-wink to aspiring creatives. So I left armed with that, a few contact names and a helpful shot in the arm. Warning to Love though, I think you have made my official wanted list.

Forkin Hell

Saw this today outside Piccadilly, I really liked the image, perfect for the Hard Rock Cafe. But then saw the copy and thought it spoilt it a bit. Just interesting for me to be looking around at things like this at the moment I guess, maybe it’ll help me to criticize my own stuff.

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ABC

Manikin

1.	a little man; dwarf; pygmy.

2.

mannequin

3.	a model of the human body for teaching anatomy, demonstrating surgical operations, etc.

Thanks for pointing out my mistaken use of the word manikin, which has probably seen me blackballed in all manikin related circles. I don’t think your all dirty sluts, honest, it’s the other ones. See below.

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Dirty Mannequin (not shorter people, aka Manikins!)

I was being dragged round the shops the other day and was indulging in my occasional mannequin voyeurism. It’s undeniable that mannequin are slowly becoming more human and, well, hotter. You don’t see big fat heffer mannequin stood in Topshop window do you? No, because that would make me vomit all over their clothes. Or little girls would suddenly start gorging their skinny faces on massive cakes trying to imitate the fattyquins

Let’s be honest, which fella hasn’t walked past Primark and had their head turned by the lingerie wearing non-moving hot dummies? Anyway, this hot mannequin phenomena took a new turn the other day. I suddenly became aware that not only are men mannequin not hot, they also don’t do anything. See…

…They don’t do anything. They are proper dummies. No purpose, no action. Powerless. I would hardly even notice them on a good day, I’d just pass them by while I was thinking about what I can get for dinner. Compare that to the females…

…hussys!!! Now who is that selling to? The femmequin looks like she just had a right good roll in the sack with Brad Pittequin. She’s slim, shapely, got pert pointy boobs and, I have to say, a bit of a nip-on. What’s the message here? Is it purposely aimed at me? Is it simply pushing my sexual button so I buy my girlfriend hot pants and knee length socks, or is there more to it? It doesn’t seem to be aimed at women, I mean my girlfriend didn’t notice it (until I started taking photos of it).

What’s going in? I dare say it’s a slow burning campaign by the women (probably lizards or scientoligists) who now sit at the top of our big city companies; they are subtly repositioning men as the docile observer and making women sexual monsters capable of taking over the world with socks and nip-ons.

Any ideas?

It’s Not Just Any Valentines Day…

…It’s my bloody birthday valentines day. Yes spoilt forever by everyone else getting cards on my birthday! Can I go drinking with my friends on my birthday? No. ‘Cos they have to pay their fees to Hallmark and go out with their girlfriends.

 This little bottle of Port cheered me up though. With the year of my birth on the front. I know, I’m old…hopefully not too old to still catch my break in the ad world. Maybe I should offer the bottle to any agency that gives me a job ! Yum Yum.

Danish Speed Control

I’m not posting any valentines ads because my birthday falls on valentines and it’s my day i tell you, mine! So, instead, heres a little treat for me and for you. (Gotta be a spoof…wait for the policeman’s name!!)

Mitre Football Ads

I’ve put up some work I just completed on the brief I got from Pravda last week. Please have a look and let me know your thoughts. Here’s a taster…(more Mitre ads in portfolio page)…

     

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