Ebay, Craigslist, Gumtree has turned opened the floor to online copy writers.
Here is some golden copy....for a pair of a questionable piece of clothing found on ebay ....
You are bidding on a mistake.
We all make mistakes. We date the wrong people for too long. We chew gum with our mouths open. We say inappropriate things in front of the wrong people.
And we buy leather pants.
I can explain these pants and why they are in my possession. I bought them many, many years ago under the spell of a woman whom I believed to have taste. She suggested I try them on. I did. She said they looked good. I wanted to have a relationship of sorts with her. I'm stupid and prone to impulsive decisions. I bought the pants.
The relationship, probably for better, never materialized. The girl, whose name I can't even recall, is a distant memory. I think she was short.
Ultimately the pants were placed in the closet where they have remained, unworn, for nearly a decade. I would like to emphasize that: Aside from trying these pants on, they have never, ever been worn. In public or private.
I have not worn these leather pants for the following reasons:
I am not a member of Queen. I do not like motorcycles. I am not Rod Stewart. I am not French. I do not cruise for transvestites in an expensive sports car.
These were not cheap leather pants. They are Donna Karan leather pants. They're for men. Brave men, I would think. Perhaps tattooed, pierced men. In fact, I'll go so far as to say you either have to be very tough, very gay, or very famous to wear these pants and get away with it.
Again, they're men's pants, but they'd probably look great on the right lady. Ladies can get away with leather pants much more often than men can. It's a sad fact that men who own leather pants will have to come to terms with.
They are size 34x34. I am no longer size 34x34, so even were I to suddenly decide I was a famous gay biker I would not be able to wear these pants. These pants are destined for someone else. For reasons unknown - perhaps to keep my options open, in case I wanted to become a pirate - I shuffled these unworn pants from house to house, closet to closet. Alas, it is now time to part ways so that I may use the extra room for any rhinestone-studded jeans I may purchase in the future.
These pants are in excellent condition. They were never taken on pirate expeditions. They weren't worn onstage. They didn't straddle a Harley, or a guy named Harley. They just hung there, sad and ignored, for a few presidencies.
Someone, somewhere, will look great in these pants. I'm hoping that someone is you, or that you can be suckered into buying them by a girl you're trying to bed.
Please buy these leather pants.
Here is some golden goods for sale....listed on gum tree
A Really Good Pencil…
“I have had this pencil for a while and now I want to pass it on to a good home…
It’s a really good pencil (with no eraser, though a talented carpenter could maybe apply one). I feel like this pencil’s time has come, it is a mature pencil with a wise outlook on life, it could benefit someone who needs to write that quick (yet profound) post it note to stick to the fridge.
It could also be used to press those small reset buttons you find on tiny clocks or standby buttons on electronic keyboards from the late 80’s. Anyhow, let me know if you’re interested…”
And who said copy was dead?
Monday, 6 December 2010
Thursday, 25 November 2010
Lock it or Loose it Photo shoot.
Yesturday we worked with final year photography student and all round nice guy Dan Ross.
In the sub zeros we shot a lot of bikes.

On other more important achievements, Ian learned to ride a bike for the very first time.

Lance Armstrong.. got nothing on this!
In the sub zeros we shot a lot of bikes.
On other more important achievements, Ian learned to ride a bike for the very first time.
Lance Armstrong.. got nothing on this!
Monday, 22 November 2010
Labour of Love
At home in the House of Roi it's all been books and bibliotheques
It's been quite a labour.
All frowns and no fun.
Feeling pretty crushed under it all, so small we even found a new friend.
You can see Ian there looking totally titchy,
just next to that piece of Lint...he's waving...not drowning!
Marcel talks about his life.....
Directed by the talented Dean Fleischer-Camp
Excuse us please for the late unevenness .
We're back. With party poppers.
It's been quite a labour.
All frowns and no fun.
Feeling pretty crushed under it all, so small we even found a new friend.

You can see Ian there looking totally titchy,
just next to that piece of Lint...he's waving...not drowning!
Marcel talks about his life.....
Directed by the talented Dean Fleischer-Camp
Excuse us please for the late unevenness .
We're back. With party poppers.
Friday, 12 November 2010
Virgin Galactic
Wednesday, 10 November 2010
Some Wise words from Ad Contrarian
MAY 20, 2010
Why Creatives Are Always Confused
As you stroll the halls of an ad agency you often encounter people wearing baseball caps, wandering aimlessly and muttering to themselves.
We call these people "creatives." They are the ones who make the ads.
They are always confused. Here's why.
They are pressured by their leaders to do "great" work. But when they do, they usually get reprimanded for not being "on strategy."
They are encouraged to win awards. But when they do, they are dismissed as childish narcissists.
They are highly paid, but rarely listened to.
They are told that it's "all about the work" but come to learn that it's "all about the metrics" or "all about the relationship" or "all about the conversation" or "all about" whatever the cliche-of-the-month is.
When they say advertising is an art, their clients say it's a business.
When they say it's a business, their clients say it's an art.
When they finally get something good produced, it fails.
When they produce mundane crap, it works.
When their friends like it, their clients hate it.
When their clients like it, their friends hate it.
They are encouraged to be collaborative. But the more people touch their work, the worse it gets.
They are counseled against becoming prima donnas. But they see that the people who get good jobs are often disagreeable monsters.
If they weren't confused they'd be crazy
Why Creatives Are Always Confused
As you stroll the halls of an ad agency you often encounter people wearing baseball caps, wandering aimlessly and muttering to themselves.
We call these people "creatives." They are the ones who make the ads.
They are always confused. Here's why.
They are pressured by their leaders to do "great" work. But when they do, they usually get reprimanded for not being "on strategy."
They are encouraged to win awards. But when they do, they are dismissed as childish narcissists.
They are highly paid, but rarely listened to.
They are told that it's "all about the work" but come to learn that it's "all about the metrics" or "all about the relationship" or "all about the conversation" or "all about" whatever the cliche-of-the-month is.
When they say advertising is an art, their clients say it's a business.
When they say it's a business, their clients say it's an art.
When they finally get something good produced, it fails.
When they produce mundane crap, it works.
When their friends like it, their clients hate it.
When their clients like it, their friends hate it.
They are encouraged to be collaborative. But the more people touch their work, the worse it gets.
They are counseled against becoming prima donnas. But they see that the people who get good jobs are often disagreeable monsters.
If they weren't confused they'd be crazy
Sunday, 17 October 2010
All Singing All Dancing
Much to our delight X Factor being on our screens has bought all things musical....
Here are a few of may favourite things....
Ikea Kitchens, parties in the kitchen always something to sing about....
Here are a few of may favourite things....
Ikea Kitchens, parties in the kitchen always something to sing about....
Friday, 1 October 2010
Leeds Art Prospective
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