Pleased to Meet'ya
Though easily confused by long division and cooking, Teresa can design, ideate and envisage like nobody's business. She pines for fonts like most girls pine for shoes, and secretly listens to opera, watches The Real Housewives of Orange County, and reads the dictionary. She once stalked and met all of Pink Floyd, counted 17 shooting stars in the Utah desert, and was seriously injured by a pot pie. When she's not designing, she's thinking about designing. She likes soft socks and she never, ever riffles through sketch books or draws while driving. Ever.
Josh is one of the few people we know who has lived in a shipping container. On purpose. Twice. When he's not ogling a new font or designing beautiful things (like this website), he's participating in design workshops in Frankfurt or helping non-profits dig wells in Africa. His doodling and handwriting are so geometrically perfect that some say he might employ The Force to conjure his creative skills. He is the tallest FORMie, which comes in handy when retrieving Kory's errant Nerf darts. He's an interactive designer with FORM, and loves stuff like outer space, sriracha sauce and Tycho.
Steve is a supersmart, generally pleasant guy with a penchant for sardonic vinyl toys and frosted chocolate cupcakes. He's an ardent music lover, and though his more recent tastes skew toward post-modern shoegazer, he once willingly attended an Air Supply concert. It is also rumored that he has a ridiculously high IQ, which is plausible but as yet is unconfirmed by MENSA. Perpetually plagued by the notion that his brother is funnier and more popular, Steve is a lifelong overachiever. Ever the early adopter, he is enamored with technology such that, though surrounded by the latest gadgetry, he cannot part with his robust laser disc collection.
When she's not masterfully wrangling FORM's formidable production schedule, Alexis is often Spinning, impersonating celebrities, or eating Nutella in fancy places like Paris or Dubai. A decorated former Girl Scout and self-proclaimed bad doodler, she sleeps with a stuffed dog named Darby, leaves cupboard doors open and sometimes meows to herself. Alexis is the celebrated creator of the Deli Dance, a jaunty performance with lots of slalom-style tippy-toed prancing.
Born to professional musicians, when Jacob isn't coding and designing he's performing in musical theater as everything from Sondheim's Lee Harvey Oswald to Og, the airbrushed wood nymph. Though he has hitchhiked through the deserts of Israel and visited exotic places like Malawi, Madagascar and South Africa, Jacob claims the strangest place he's ever been is the Infinity Bar in Independence, Ohio. He's a compulsive finger drummer and whistler and wears the brightest pants of all FORMies.
A mix of wizardly app programmer and mad scientist, Ken writes Objective-C like it's his first language. Trained as an electrical engineer, he's a Kandinsky with a soldering iron and circuit board. At this very moment, he probably has a diode on his person. He once owned a vinyl album collection so large it had to be transported by cargo trailer. When he's not coding, Ken enjoys riding bike trails, stalking pests in his garden, and covertly disabling wind chimes. In sixth grade, he souped-up his alarm clock so that, rather than beeping, it pulled a string attached to his pillow. Though the feasibility assessment of the "Pillow Puller" was doomed, today Ken holds two patents for his display technology inventions.
Some of us suspect Kory is part robot, but since we rightfully fear robots, we're afraid to ask him if it's true. A real genius and clean code devotee, he drives FORM's programming and routinely makes magic of the web. No, seriously he's like a crazy coding circus act. He's also one heck of a baker, guitar player and Apple junkie. He owns a bacon-scented air freshener and microwaveable pasta boat. He is digitizing his entire alphabetized DVD collection (he's up to the Gs). There is enough music in Kory's iTunes library to provide astronauts a non-stop soundtrack for 9.3 round trips to the moon. Oh, and fair warning, don't let this guy sucker you into a cash game of Texas Hold 'Em.
Hang around our studio long enough, and you might find Something You Said posted here, too.
- It's not even 10 o'clock and you're eating olives out of a can?
- Why do I keep talking to people who aren't here?
- But, Saul Bass already used all the good shapes.
- I'm just not used to Kory wearing pants.
- I've looked at that alpaca all day.
- Did you just raise the roof on jQuery?
- Wait 'til I get this gas station food, then order in.
- I just smelled fries in my head.
- I’m getting a full-on chest plate tattoo of FORM riding on the back of a magical unicorn to show my appreciation.
- I'm sorry about the div.
- If the Long Island Medium was here she'd freak out.
- Don't come at me with your popcorn problems.
- Activate the chicken!
- Always cut toward your innards.
- Must. Resist. Cacao.
- They're switchin' browsers and clearin' cookies!
- The meatball machine is broken.
- No, you need megadoses of vitamin D.
- I've been to New Jersey?
- I just blew my nose in my notes.
- It reminds me of an old calculator.
- An ice cream truck drove through this design.
- This phone call is messing up my hair.
- It's like a statue of my dog with a mustache on it.
- Did you say "jQuery" or "Katie Perry"?
- C'mon. Lemme see your turkey burgers.
- I know how I like my files: Large.
- Murderer at nine o'clock!
- I'm going to look up thesaurus in the dictionary.
- There are four purses in my purse.
- This tastes like Steve's car.
- Move. You're where my Diet Coke goes.
- I don't believe anything you're about to say.
- Then I thought, why not just make it Helvetica?
- Look at the eyes on that Red-Legged Honeycreeper!
- Rhinos are a big deal.
- It should be a little Burt Reynolds.
- I'm trying to use your design elements but I'm not sure I like them.
- Come and get it, Sammy Hagar!
- No. They don't have have budget for robots.
- My middle toe went numb and I thought I had something in my shoe.
- Are we going to a place I can wear slippers?
- That's just how I like my mugs: Cheap and Swiss.
- My version of a beard is a hat.
- I don't foresee whales having cell phones.
- Well. I guess we're having stock photos for lunch.
- I feel like I just try too much sometimes.
- How am I supposed to get through my workday when I have to take care of all these tiny people in my phone?
- These people drive like animals.
- I had some chicken wings in my car that I was going to give you.
- A person can be positive and inappropriate.
- Lower case "m" is the best letter.
- Your hat smells like bologna.
- My goal is to live until 2085.
- Why'd you put me out like that about the Lion King?
- Why is there a piece of cheese in my purse?
- I'm programming in my head.
- You're always picked last and your pasta smells.
- Eating peaches with a spoon sucks.
- No cults or dying, please. It's Friday.
- All caps, all the time.
- I mean, how much Jeff Bridges can you have in one movie?
- I can handle a lot of Jeff Bridges in one movie.
- I bought a Chewbacca shirt but I keep forgetting to wear it.
- Squirrels don't have pants.
- Batteries? Seriously? What is this, 1985?
- I'm no stranger to a rotten banana.
- Steve's probably listening to Fiona Apple.
- Steve, you should come look at these sandwich pictures.
- Those weren't professional quality mustaches.
- Can you Swissify it?
- Helvetica Light makes me think you're lying.
- Is that horse wearing shorts?
- I just keep making ears by accident.
- Your sweat smells like Dolce & Gabbana.
- I'm thinking like four, maybe five steps ahead of you.
- ...And that is why you don't wear sandals to Blossom.
- Knowledge is of no interest to me.
- That's why I don't eat it out of a can; I eat it out of a bag.
- The wild cheeses grow aplenty here.
- I don't want to chase the red sweater. I just want to buy the red sweater.
- You do seem like the type of guy who'd drink pickle juice.
- Are pigs becoming extinct?
- In Belgium, there's a tax for things that are too multitasky.
- You reach into your heart and pull out a potholder.
- They'll do anything for a ribbon and a hamburger.
- This knob makes me want to get drunk.
- I'm sorry I'm not a sock connoisseur.
- I don't think real cowboys do this much ironing.
- I can tell by the look on your face that you're not going to be of any help.
- Facebook's telling me I'm fat.
- Is this the collective smell of humanity?
- Was that Rod Stewart?
- Those stupid little pickles.
- Well, we have mustaches upstairs.
- It's like a pair of pants, for your car.
- I am the ghost of Tractor Supply Company. (spooky voice)
- You wanna do hot dogs Friday?
- Is hot dog one word or two?
- How much bread would it take to feed a scorpion for a week?
- How would you get DNA from Elvis?
- I was working, until I got distracted by this Madonna song.
- There's wine on your motherboard.
- If it's not moist, I'm not interested in having it thrown on my desk.
- Have you heard about the whaler-pirate guy?
- It's too Skittly.
- It's too sausagy.
- It's too Skynrdy.
- It wasn't like that a minute ago.
- It was working a minute ago.
- It doesn't work in Safari.
- It doesn't work in IE.
- It works!
- It's broken.
- No amount of money is worth your husband having a mustache.
- Try not to make it too caskety.
- I swtiched to the California Raisins pillowcase.
- You just have to hope for the best until it doesn't happen.
- I don't like wearing pants.
- If you had a hot dog roller and went shopping for sausages, things might change.
- Any superhero with soft abs is pretty much amazing.
- I'm gonna make websites out of wood.
- 400 pounds plus adrenaline, and I could flip a car, easy.
- Teresa, you haven't given me an answer, you've only given me s*!%.
- I can still smell Steve.
- Fancy code is the only kind I write.
- This is too helpful.
- I don't want this bacon on here any more.
- I've never had much luck with rabbits.
- I had a pencil sharpener shaped like a boat.
- What don't you think should be converted into a fish tank?
- I got this whole thing of Silly Putty stuck on my sleeve.
- Steve, let's go somewhere, just you and me.
- He's magic. He's practically a leprechaun.
- I don't recall there being an h in leprechaun.
- It's dark and gloomy with zombies, but I think I'll keep my sunglasses on.
- It's a pickle wearing a cape; I think it's self-explanatory.
- I don't feel creative now or ever.
- Sassy Cap'n McBeef O'Brady
- There is no reason for Bob Evans.
- Salad's nasty.
- I think I'm gonna have to set something on fire.
- I'm bringing iFrames back.
- Beige is not a color.
- Beige is not an image.
- If this were a book, I would totally read it.
- I said something about sausage, but I don't remember what it was.
- This sushi is quite delicious. If you like the taste of death.
- You can't out-do the fish with sneakers.
- I wish I could draw RoboCop.
- I want the whole tomato.
- It's like, the future.
- It's like, the Jedi.
- It's a torsional thing.
- Entertainment Tonight is where dreams go to die.
- Internet Explorer is ruining this.
- I'd try human. (on the topic of cannibalism)
- (with sadness) I hate Internet Explorer.
- Oh sorry. I'll just rewrite the Web.
We reward our employees handsomely with inexpensive trinkets. The catch: wear a silly hat and listen to Justin Timberlake while you rummage for your treasure.
Our studio is open and airy with plenty of space to think up new ideas. There's even a loft with sofas and pillows where we brainstorm and sometimes share one of Kory's homemade cakes with our clients. Stick-on mustaches optional.
The brainpower is palpable when the whole studio stops for Desktop Fridays: A random topic, an hour in Photoshop, and the earnest desire to utterly outdo each other. Who will crack under the pressure? Who will resort to interpretive dance for lack of Photoshop skills?
Sneek an HD peek inside our little world at FORM.
Formation #4: Do you feel lucky, punk?