Or why I named my business after an ancient pagan fertility symbol
I get a lot of people asking what is the greenman? The short answer is it’s an ancient symbol representing the rejuvenating power of nature. The long answer, is nobody really knows, but the above is our best guess.
I’ve just always liked the idea that by nature we can heal ourselves, and fix what’s wrong by following the natural paths.
That applies to advertising and design as well. From following the natural flow of a design, to seeking out clients who have an eye out for the well being of others, as well as the planet. Not that I only work for do gooders, I just tend to shy away from those who put profit above conscience.
“We’re a couple of misfits
What’s the matter with misfits
That’s where we fit in!”
Hermey and Rudolph,
Rudolph The Red Nosed Reindeer
I realized a long time ago that I’m a misfit. That means working with me won’t get the same results as everyone else.
Isn’t that what you’re after? Setting yourself apart from the crowd? Who better to do that than a misfit?
Most people my age in this field have moved into management. I’m a misfit, as I still like creating things, not directing other people to create.
Technology is a good thing. I use reliable, affordable solutions so I’m not reinventing the wheel with every new job. I keeps things simple so they’re lest likely to break down later.
I look for opportunities to introduce the analogue back into an increasingly digital world, to let your humanity show.
So you can be a misfit too, and get noticed.
Now based in southern Illinois, I’ve worked in advertising for almost forty years (I started young). I’ve prostituted myself to newspapers, agencies, universities and even directed art at a New York based Fortune 500 company before running, shrieking in terror back to the Shire.
In addition, I’m also a freelance travel photographer/writer, and have somehow managed to become known as an authority on colonial era sleep habits and taverns, as well as Christmas ghost stories.
I also run Wytchery Art, and my writings on all things creepy can be found at The Wytchery, a.k.a. The Gothic Curiosity Cabinet.