The occultic world of creatives

The creative world is a hub, some might refer to it as a cult; though I had no initiation when I got in. you’d have to drink from the cup of the elders or pray fervently to the gods to look your way and bless you with the Midas brain. Or better yet, you’d lock yourself in a dark lit room, drink stale coffee while reading quotes from Ogilvy/ Bernbach and wonder how you can unearth their bodies and mix a concoctions from their remains so you can get the looks of one and the brains of the other. Turning pages of thick set books and memorizing best practices used then to sell "vacuum cleaner" (which we don’t have here in this part of the world or use). You come out from your sabbatical and proclaim you are the messiah of advertising. You have been given the scroll on the mountain of creativity and you are voltron that is ready to unleash the commandments to the world…Go and flourish; a command whispered in that dark hour by the wise crack that you alone saw and spoke to (probably your evil self).

MY CREATIVES

On Saturday was the final defence for TCD students of Orange Academy. I and four others presented our works and it ranged from different brands, we had to convince the judges that we could do well in this industry as a copywriter. I and my Art director worked late into the night the previous day and I still wasn't done. It was a miracle, I didn't flip as I was at the printers until about 10 am for a defence that would start for 12 noon. ( I'm sure y'all don't want to read my ramblings) so on to the juicy stuff. at least that's why you are here.