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There is no shortage of excuses. Too busy, too tired, too drunk. But what I should really be doing is writing an open letter of apology to you, blog, and getting on with getting on.

But sometimes, I just feel exactly like this:

And so begins my quest to find the ultimate cure to writer’s block. Or painter’s. Or musician’s. Or tax accountant’s. Or whomever, really. I have this strange suspicion that this quest may be more successful than the time I tried to eat only sushi for an entire week as a social experiment (for the good of the people, we had to know). Or the time I tried to ride a friends bike up the trunk of a tree to test the suspension. Both good and noble quests, but possibly less pragmatic than this.

And so I have called this ailment ‘creative constipation’, and the quest ‘the search for a literary laxative’. Has a  nice ring to it, don’t you think? In a discussion the other day I mused that the way I confronted writer’s block was just to get writing. Do, don’t think. Write and write until a scrap of something useful comes out. But perhaps this is less strategic than I thought. After all, surely first you need to think of something to write about before you can deal with the inability to write about it? (:sigh: I should have been a philosopher).

And so I begin my epic quest as always, seeking inspiration, answers and guidance online. This week we’ll start with items that have inspired others to write, and in the next episode we’ll move on to actual tactics. As you can see, excitement doesn’t necessarily equal motivation.

So, what’s been good? Luscious tune by the always incredible helios, remixed by stray, from the glorious Med School Records.

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Some new art on my wall by Josh Keyes.

Visuals that make for misty eyes from Don’t touch my moleskin (and a lovely new blog design, also. Check it out.)

Less misty eyed, but certainly entertaining, is the new Tim and Eric short film, Father and Son.

Hell, I even tried chat roulette, but (as Jon Stewart demonstrates) this turned out to be a less rewarding than anticipated.

So much good stuff, it’s hard to not be inspired. And I feel a renewed lust for creativity now that I have discovered my new purpose. To work out how to be creative. Or something like that. It’s going to be my most rewarding quest yet. I can just feel it.

Tune in for the next episode, Actually embarking on a quest one has decided to embark on. And in the meantime, I’ll leave you with this to ponder.

It’s kinda like the red and blue pill from the Matrix movies, but with doors. And kittens.

Oh yes, welcome back, dear media consumer, confederate spy or simply bored punter. And my sincere apologies to all two of you, my avid readers, for the lack of updates. You know how December is. It starts off with an innocuous drink and before you know it you find yourself waking up from a drunken haze to the dulcet yelps of children in the local park, discovering you are securely wedged under the see-saw wearing rabbit ears and no shoes and smelling mysteriously like talcum powder. Or is that just me?

But we’re getting back into the swing of it. Enjoyed a lovely xmas break before some idiot decided we all had to go back to work (I mean really, who does that?) And here we are. Second week into the second decade of the new century with all of our hopes, dreams and potential alcoholism stretching as far into the future as one can see. General consensus is that 2010 will be a good year, but I have concluded that this is simply the reason we all get so hammered again and again at each and every new years – so we can trick ourselves into believing this completely ludicrious notion.

For me it will be a busy year, and so I have only set resolutions I can keep – try to drink more, diminish my work life balance and spend more money on useless consumerist crap. As you can probably imagine, I feel quite positive about these resolutions, and so thought I would start the year on a peppy (but gentle) list of current favourite things. I hope you like them too.

Favourite artist of the month (and very possibly the year) is Moki, discovered in the fabulous The Upset

Favourite example of ridiculously apt timing and misfortune (you don’t want to laugh, but you do, don’t you?)

Favourite January sound (old now, but still achingly good)

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Favourite new toys, the Doppelgangers (Yes, they stack. Yes, that’s all they do.)

Favourite interior design recreations of some of my most poignant childhood fairytales, the Moomins (by the lovely Maria Yasko)

And one of many favourite items found on one of my new favourite blogs, found magazine.

A nice collection of dreams, beauty and ridiculousness with which to start the year. So many good things do I have to share. And on that note, I hope to be writing here much more, spreading joy and jubilation to readers near and far. You better accept that as your apology, cause it’s the best you’re going to get.

Simply delightful.

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I’m not a huge fan of Tom Waits, but even his dulcet gravel tones are endearing as the soundtrack to this awesome animation by Fluorescent Hill. Thanks ANY. I have been busy working, but have been lamenting getting creative (some work-in-progress to come, but I have to display it at the work exhibition this week, so can’t reveal it til then). Still, I am adopting a new mantra for summer:

Has a nice ring to it, don’t you think?

Think something like coca cola’s recent campaign for their new grip bottle that used velcro posters, a concept that literally stuck with consumers (although, as some pointed out, one that had potential to end in disaster). Using the same concept, Unicef spread a message about landmines, and then there is my personal favourite, a guerilla campaign for television series Dexter in Portugal, which literally scared the shit out of people to build awareness about the show. Each campaign worked hard to use a conventional space creatively and unconventionally, and although ROI is harder to measure, I have a pretty good idea how much attention I would be paying if the toilet I was using suddenly gushed with blood.

Ambient and experiential advertising seems to push these boundaries the hardest. Perhaps it’s because they have the tools to do it – we now have bus shelters that can emit smells, outdoor signage that can dispense samples and even advertisements that can recognise your response and react accordingly. But it doesn’t take crazy technology to make the smartest ads. It’s just a matter of thinking a little more imaginatively.

But how can digital advertising achieve this? How can we create something that is tactile, that elicits an uncontrollable reaction, that excites and inspires, that makes people want to reach out to the screen and touch it…(is it something like this, perhaps?) Digital suffers many of the same limitations of TV and video – we can show moving picture and sound, but we cannot create smell, taste or feel – but we have one huge advantage. We can interact with audiences.

There are limited examples of online advertising that really interact with the viewer. Somewhat surprisingly (considering the capabilities of the medium), the majority of concepts choose to go with the same stock standard banner ads, pop up displays and adwords. As the internet becomes more cluttered, however, there is going to have to be a shift in thinking. We’ll have to think outside the screen, so to speak. Beautiful websites just ain’t gonna cut it anymore, unless they are capable of something really cool. People will want to be surprised, delighted and intrigued; they will want tools and tricks that allow for this. Here’s our chance to make an online experience that is more than just beautiful and user-friendly. It can be memorable.

Alternatively, we’re just going to have to be really, really f*@cking funny. Either will require innovation.

Let’s get to it. And apologies for the use of italics, I was feeling overtly emphatic today.

Mystery google is a search engine that mysteriously takes you to the search results of the person who searched before you. Now, I enjoy this concept for a number of reasons. Not only do you not really have to think about what you are searching for, but you also rescind pretty much all responsibility for what your search results turn up. Yes, admitedly it could get rather frustrating were you actually trying to search for something specific, but for a mindless jaunt around the internet you can’t really go wrong. Also not a bad place to look for creative inspiration – who knows the gems you might uncover.

A little more risky is the concept behind Ogori Cafe, a Japanese eatery where you are served whatever was ordered by the person before you. Only adventurous eaters need apply (and probably best avoided by anyone with allergies) but the same kind of enchanting disengagement from control can be expected. This got me thinking about where else this abandon might be enjoyed – what if you were sold an item of clothing the person before you chose, or your latest book purchase was dictated by the last customer. A  train ticket that takes you where someone else wanted to go… even a job that someone else applied for. Impractical? Yes. Somewhat exhilarating??  Undoubtedly. Of course, not everyone is as decisively challenged as me, so I guess the novelty might wear thin. After all, how often are you really ‘feeling lucky’?  (Thanks to mashable for the heads up.)

In other unassociated news (probably deserving of a witty segue, but it’s too early for that shit) recent reports have placed Australia at number three in the world’s top twenty countries, with the USA coming in at eighth and the glorious motherland holding a miserable 17th place. Norway and Iceland top the list, and with my new found interest in Scandanavia (thank you, Steig Larrson) I have decided to acquaint myself with all traditional Norwegian dishes and dances in the hope of relocating there in the future.

Crispy weather, clean streets, perfect healthcare system and… lots of cabbage. A match made in heaven, really.

My absolute pride and joy was a Shera, Princess of Power showbag that I purchased containing a set of cuffs, a sword and her magical headress. Never ever will I forget how much I adored the costume in that showbag, and so it was with delight that I discovered He Man and the other masters of the universe reinvented for the new millenium, set for a night saving the world donned in fresh kicks and the latest high street fashions.

Heroes then, hipsters now. And Skeletor – just as endearing as ever. Looks eerily like an old manager of mine. Fortunately, it seems like they are in the process making the movie, so we kids of the 80s can be reacquainted once more. Hurry up, I say.

Thank you yet again, NFG.

]]> http://www.treesarepeopletoo.com/celebrity/back-to-my-roots/feed/ 0 http://www.treesarepeopletoo.com/celebrity/back-to-my-roots/ http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/TreesArePeopleToo/~3/rTZA1FBibtQ/ http://www.treesarepeopletoo.com/close-to-home/bright-lights-and-business/#comments Thu, 01 Oct 2009 12:00:38 +0000 caroline http://www.treesarepeopletoo.com/?p=644 not a very long time ago I read a rather entertaining book by a charming young man called joshua ferris called then we came to the end.

A rather biting satire about the self importance of the advertising industry and its inhabitants, the book tracks the employees of a chicago ad agency who struggle with the burden of saving the world daily through careful choice of prose and font and the irresistible addition of 10% lactic acid to any product in order to boost sales. The book turned out to be a fortuitous introduction to what was in store for me in my new career.

I was fondly reminded of the book when I more recently stumbled upon the glorious business guys on business trips. Luckily my new work place is nothing like this, but it brings back vivid memories of those that have been. Something for everyone, I am sure.

It’s taken me a little while to learn, but the beauty of an ending means that it always precedes a new beginning. I’m endeavoring to approach all endings with this attitude from now on. Good luck to me.

Tomorrow I start my new job at interactive agency Visual Jazz, possibly one of Melbourne’s best interactive agencies, and I am terribly excited. For this reason this post shall follow a theme of things that are fresh, clean, new and good. And so they shall be.

For instance, how about a fancy new pair of chopsticks that double as weapons. Or perhaps some fresh insight into the lyrisicm of hip hop. I have even found a new found respect for the latest ghetto names.

A new method for finding stolen bikes, a new found aversion to tweeting too much, and a new love of cats (and stick figures).

Here’s to new beginnings, new journeys, new people and new experiences. I’m excited. Stay tuned for the next episode…

The passive-aggressive (and just plain aggressive) notes website is run by Kerry Miller, with examples contributed by readers worldwide. Many are simply enchanting, especially at a time when my own relationship with work places (and the outside world in general) feels a little strained :cough:

To top off this brighter day, via her website I also discovered some fine apostrophe abuse, the thoughtful Ironic Sans and the outstanding cake wrecks (which I had forgotten the wonders of). Thank you Kerry, and the lovely We made this, for the fix.