It’s not our work life,
it’s our life’s work.
It was a lovely spring day, filled with warm sunshine, swimming and beach fun.
We all watched the sea, lost in the rhythmic percussion of waves on the sand. My eyes are steady to the horizon, face aglow with the last orange rays before twilight beckoned the stars. I could see my mother as her lips bear the semblance of a smile, just enough to show that she is enjoying her thoughts, whatever they may have been.
The lingering light was obliterated by the rapidly falling night. The once salmon and purple sky transformed into a vast expanse of jet-black that engulfed the beach. A canopy of luminous stars materialised amongst the ocean of blackness. Some were dull, merely flickering into existence every now and then, but there was an adequate amount of shimmering stars to illuminate the dark, moonless night. The ocean glistened, mirroring the dazzling assemblage of glittering.
Slicing and dicing a dead tree, tossing it on a pile of dirt, and setting it ablaze is pure joy. As that dry, withered stump slowly releases years and years of energy soaked up from the sun, the air, and the ground around it, out come bright lights, whispering hisses, sizzling pops, and a thick, intoxicating smell of musky smoke and beach pine.
You can close your eyes and let your eyelids paint yellow and orange kaleidoscopes as the heat washes over you, warming up your cheeks and giving you that nice, warm hot face effect. In that cold, dark forest, on that cold, dark log bench, your ears and nose perk up, as you call on some of your primal, caveman instincts to focus on every little sound and smell around you. It was this moment that we opened a pack of marshmallows, unleash our imaginations and the storytelling begun.
This is just one of my cherished childhood memories woven into my life’s tapestry.
IN OUR DNA
There are a lot of agencies that do what we do. They share the same what and how, but our clients, artist and interior designers work with us for our why and our who. We’re minds and makers with business sense and creative chops, set out to connect people with what matters most — the experience. And we spend each day doing so by sharpening the tools of the art trade.
THE FABRIC OF HINTERLANDS
This is the fabric of our culture and the framework for all decisions made within these walls. Heads up, they tend to be contagious.