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Culture

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noticed we love
what we do

We are interdisciplinary zealots dedicated to blending creativity and code, philanthropy and commerce. Each of us is equal parts nonprofit patron, arts nerd, and tech junkie. We love what we do, and we love what our clients stand for. We are collaborative, inventive, inspired.

Meet the Team

Teresa

Though confused by long division and cooking, Teresa can ideate, illustrate and envisage like nobody's business. She is a trained silversmith and studio jeweler and pines for hammers like most girls pine for shoes. She once met Pink Floyd, counted 17 shooting stars over the Colorado River, and was seriously injured by a pot pie. When she's not electroetching silver in cupric nitrate she can be found wandering in Utah, smelling old books, listening to Bach, and spooning with her Boston Terrier, Hugo.

David

Despite his perpetually gentle demeanor, David is a former professional boxer who once garnered the title of Cleveland Golden Gloves Lightweight Champion. He loves Edward Hopper, 90s English emo and his sheep dog, Wesley. When he’s not running triathlons or dodging wild mustangs in the Arizona desert, he can be found whistling, raising goats and antiquing. He claims he brought his harmonica to FORM because it’s cool, but we suspect it’s really because his family asked him not to play it at home.

Ceci

Her great grandfather painted backdrops for the opera houses of Europe; her dad is a musicologist; her mother is an abstract painter. It’s no wonder Ceci has dedicated her career to arts marketing. A passionate workaholic and mom to both small humans and mini schnauzers, Ceci’s favorite pastime is “a quiet moment with a glass of wine.” Named after the patron saint of music, she is a former classical singer with a penchant for pants roles and Bach cantatas. She might be the shortest FORMie, but she isn’t afraid to engage in a studio scrap over Star Trek vs. Star Wars.

Emily

When Emily isn't managing our projects, she's busy neglecting house plants, sketching ex-boyfriends' cars, and crushing on Monty Don. She tries to grow vegetables and has eaten 730 cupcakes. A creative spirit and self-described lovey-person, Emily is a big fan of romcoms and keeps a beautiful, hand-drawn record of all the flowers her husband has given her. She enjoys the Avett Brothers, sourdough bread, and her big-small dog, Eloise. She knows how to collect honey from bees, can make a perfect frosting curlicue while dancing to Pitbull, and has a knack for finding the most inconvenient Airbnbs.

Katelyn

Katelyn says the best of all chemistry constants is 6.02x10 to the 23rd power, and who are we to argue? A rare combination of mathematician, athlete, and artist, she holds a master’s degree in accountancy, runs marathons for fun, and plays the heck out of Chopin’s Revolutionary Étude for piano. When she’s not managing our production schedule, she enjoys walking her dog, reading tiny dictionaries and making lemon macaroons. She once broke a picnic table with her head and she's a fan of words, Warren Buffett, and the number 20,710.

Michael

Michael is a man of few words and many board games (150, to be exact). He is a proficient hackeysack-er and skilled MIG welder. He does not recommend sleeping in a 2004 Ford Taurus before running a full marathon. He keeps a mysterious black bird on his desk, is a proud descendant of Johnny Appleseed and likes dogs that are named after pastries.

Ken

A wizardly mix of app programmer and mad scientist, Ken writes Objective-C like it's his first language. A trained electrical engineer, he's a Kandinsky with a soldering iron and at this very moment, probably has a diode in his pocket. He once owned a vinyl album collection the size of a cargo trailer. In sixth grade, he souped-up his alarm clock so it pulled a string attached to his pillow. Though the feasibility assessment of the PillowPuller™ was doomed, today Ken holds two patents for his display technology inventions.

Steve

Steve is a supersmart, mostly pleasant guy with a penchant for sardonic vinyl toys and Diet Coke. He's an ardent music lover, and though his recent tastes skew toward post-modern shoegaze, he once willingly attended an Air Supply concert. It is rumored that he has quite a high IQ, which is plausible but unconfirmed by MENSA. Ever plagued by the notion that his brother is funnier and more popular, Steve is a lifelong overachiever. A serial early adopter, he is so enamored with technology that, though surrounded by the latest gadgetry, can’t part with his robust laser disc collection.

Josh

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 font or designing something beautiful, he sometimes studies design in Frankfurt or helps nonprofits dig wells in Africa. His doodling and handwriting are so geometrically perfect, some say he uses The Force to conjure it. He is the tallest FORMie, which comes in handy when retrieving Kory's errant Nerf darts. He loves stuff like outer space, red shoes, sriracha sauce and Tycho.

Kory

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 makes magic of the web. 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 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.

Hannah

As a child, Hannah was a noted marker artist, 4th chair trumpeter, and passionate porcelain cat collector. She was often in trouble for talking in class and named her toys with only adjectives. Studying in Europe, Hannah found that DaVinci’s Annunciation is larger in real life and that identifying shower gel from hand lotion is tricky when you can’t read Italian. She enjoys live concerts, cafe mocha, and carving elaborate designs into pumpkins. Except for the Harry Potter logo. Because, come on, the letter “P” is so hard to carve into a pumpkin.

Ashleigh

Ashleigh tells us that, though deep fried worms taste like potato chips, her favorite food is frosting. A dedicated saxophonist, she has performed a halftime routine wearing only one shoe. When she’s not writing code, she's quarterbacking, scrap booking or playing Led Zeppelin on her Fender Cyclone. Though she was once mistakenly detained for grand theft auto, she is the proud and legally titled owner of a vintage Geo Metro. She’s a big fan of baking, bottle caps and classic horror films.

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Desktop Friday

An hour
to create.

The creative brainpower is palpable when the studio stops for Desktop Friday, an exercise designed to reset our creativity. A random topic. An hour to create. Who will crack under pressure? Who will lose it all in an epic crash? Who will go rogue and design in Play-Doh?

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Someone Said

Overheard and out of context. Hang around with us long enough, and you might find something you said posted here, too:

I feel like I just try too much sometimes.

A person can be positive AND inappropriate.

It's too Skynrdy.

I'm going to look up thesaurus in the dictionary.

An ice cream truck drove through this design.

There are four purses in my purse.

It's like a statue of my dog with a mustache on it.

Her abs look like a turtle shell.

It's dark and gloomy with zombies, but I think I'll keep my sunglasses on.

I can't wait to put that sum@*$#& on a T-shirt!

Then I thought, why not just make it Helvetica?

No, YOU need megadoses of vitamin D.

You reach into your heart and pull out a potholder.

I don't want to chase the red sweater. I just want to buy the red sweater.

(with sadness) I hate Internet Explorer.

Whoa! That's the monkey!

I'm sitting down here with Hot Popcorn Hands.

It's broken.

There's a lot of outer space.

In Belgium, there's a tax for things that are too multitasky.

That's why I don't eat it out of a can; I eat it out of a bag.

I'm gonna rock that perm!

I'm going to pull out the Real Joe Pesci Hat.

Salad's nasty.

I just smelled fries in my head.

The wild cheeses grow aplenty here.

Squirrels don't have pants.

Acknowledge my math!

Let's see, so the chicken goes in the middle...

We have flippage!

Try not to make it too caskety.

He's magic. He's practically a leprechaun.

I wish I could draw RoboCop.

I can still smell Steve.

It's like, I read books, but I also party.

You can't out-do the fish with sneakers.

How much bread would it take to feed a scorpion for a week?

Well. I guess we're having stock photos for lunch.

It wasn't like that a minute ago.

Steve's probably listening to Fiona Apple.

I'm gonna make websites out of wood.

Those stupid little pickles.

Teresa, you haven't given me an answer, you've only given me s*!%.

It's like if I had muscles but with quarters.

PBS is very : colon-y.

I don't like wearing pants.

Activate the chicken!

Please ignore me collating behind you.

I dropped a pickle chip and it got caught in the wheels of my chair.

Sassy Cap'n McBeef O'Brady

You can't ship pickles.

This is not your grandmother's website!

This sushi is quite delicious. If you like the taste of death.

I've never had much luck with rabbits.

They're switchin' browsers and clearin' cookies!

I'm trying to use your design elements but I'm not sure I like them.

I'd try human. (on the topic of cannibalism)

I'm just not used to Kory wearing pants.

Did you just raise the roof on jQuery?

You do seem like the type of guy who'd drink pickle juice.

Beige is not an image.

It's like a pair of pants, for your car.

Internet Explorer is ruining this.

Rhinos are a big deal.

It smells like the 80s.

Move. You're where my Diet Coke goes.

I'm programming in my head.

It's a pickle wearing a cape; I think it's self-explanatory.

There's wine on your motherboard.

It was working a minute ago.

It's like a clown car of drawers.

I want the whole tomato.

[referring to welding] One time I set myself on fire.

If it's not moist, I'm not interested in having it thrown on my desk.

All caps, all the time.

No amount of money is worth your husband having a mustache.

Entertainment Tonight is where dreams go to die.

Lower case "m" is the best letter.

They'll do anything for a ribbon and a hamburger.

I'd go to a goat rodeo.

What's that band? 100 Haircuts?

It's not urgent, aside from the building being on fire.

It's like, the future.

Steve, you should come look at these sandwich pictures.

If you had a hot dog roller and went shopping for sausages, things might change.

Something is wrong with the server.

Long story short... I'm a genius, and we don't need a new Roomba.

I'm wing-dingin' it.

This tastes like Steve's car.

Fancy code is the only kind I write.

I'd rather be Garamond than Papyrus.

I can handle a lot of Jeff Bridges in one movie.

Was that Rod Stewart?

Why'd you put me out like that about the Lion King?

If the Long Island Medium were here, she'd freak out.

Can you Swissify it?

I had a pencil sharpener shaped like a boat.

I'm dealing with some very important kangaroo things right now.

I switched to the California Raisins pillowcase last night.

I'm sorry about the div.

It doesn't work in Safari.

I just wanna eat this sandwich.

That's just how I like my mugs: Cheap and Swiss.

My goal is to live until 2085.

I'm not at a place in my heart where I can eat a bear.

Facebook's telling me I'm fat.

I've been here before - I was looking for a baby!

This is too helpful.

Is hot dog one word or two?

But, Saul Bass already used all the good shapes.

Can I be Josh for Halloween?

I had some chicken wings in my car that I was going to give you. 

Look at the eyes on that Red-Legged Honeycreeper!

Did you say "jQuery" or "Katie Perry"?

I'm bringing iFrames back.

This phone call is messing up my hair.

400 pounds plus adrenaline, and I could flip a car, easy.

Pockets full of coffee.

What don't you think should be converted into a fish tank?

Never get into a fistfight with a puppeteer.

If this were a book, I would totally read it.

1-2-3 Cheeseburger Lane!

I mean, how much Jeff Bridges can you have in one movie?

No cults or dying, please. It's Friday.

I was working, until I got distracted by this Madonna song.

It reminds me of an old calculator.

Is that horse wearing shorts?

Steve, let's go somewhere, just you and me.

I've never seen the 80s.

Your sweat smells like Dolce & Gabbana.

What can I say? I have uncontrollable eyebrows.

Oh, sorry! I'll just rewrite the Web.

Those weren't professional quality mustaches.

I've looked at that alpaca all day.

It's like The Sixth Sense, but with tacos.

It's like an easy bake oven for adults who like chicken.

It's too sausagy.

I said something about sausage, but I don't remember what it was.

It's a torsional thing.

Are we going to a place I can wear slippers?

You wanna do hot dogs Friday?

C'mon. Lemme see your turkey burgers.

Look at his bag of hot dog boxes on the floor!

I bought a Chewbacca shirt but I keep forgetting to wear it.

There is no reason for Bob Evans.

Helvetica Light makes me think you're lying.

I don't know who you think you are, coming up in here with a taco.

Are pigs becoming extinct?

I got this whole thing of Silly Putty stuck on my sleeve.

I'm not giving my money to YouTube. YouTube is all horsey and gross.

Remember when you threw décor at me?

I've been to New Jersey?

IE is the DMV of the Internet.

I've been thinking about that wolf tie.

That's why I'm walking away while you look at pictures of Rob Van Dam.

Have you heard about the whaler-pirate guy?

I'm no stranger to a rotten banana.

I just blew my nose in my notes.

I'm thinking like four, maybe five steps ahead of you.

The donut button isn't working.

Eating peaches with a spoon stinks.

Must. Resist. Cacao.

It's too Skittly.

'M', as in Machu Picchu.

Stop counting the dents in my can of food.

That horse looks like Burt Russel Crowe.

...And that is why you don't wear sandals to Blossom.

I don't foresee whales having cell phones.

Beige is not a color.

Our sponsors are our butter, our members are our bread.

I can't juggle a fish, that's for sure.

Location ID = 23 Bread Bowl = False (AKA: The Breadbowl Module is Broken.)

I can tell by the look on your face that you're not going to be of any help.

My version of a beard is a hat.

Is this the collective smell of humanity?

Is that a convertible hearse?

Batteries? Seriously? What is this, 1985?

The meatball machine is broken.

It should be a little Burt Reynolds.

Come and get it, Sammy Hagar!

It'll be in the Someone Said that's in your heart.

I want a corn dog scented candle.

How am I supposed to get through my workday when I have to take care of all these tiny people in my phone?

I just keep making ears by accident.

You just have to hope for the best until it doesn't happen.

It doesn't work in IE.

Why is there a piece of cheese in my purse?

Always cut toward your innards.

I'm sorry I'm not a sock connoisseur.

I’m getting a full-on chest plate tattoo of FORM riding on the back of a magical unicorn to show my appreciation.

You're the Sherlock Holmes of the digital age.

You're always picked last and your pasta smells.

I don't want this bacon on here any more.

I didn't want to spend $40 on a banana costume.

I don't recall there being an h in leprechaun.

I don't think real cowboys do this much ironing.

Don't come at me with your popcorn problems.

I keep thinking about that wolf tie.

I wanna smell how cold it is.

Emotionally, my hands are in my pockets.

Wait 'til I get this gas station food, then order in.

Gettin' mean... in a nice way.

I know how I like my files: Large.

I am the ghost of Tractor Supply Company. (spooky voice)

Your hat smells like bologna.

The air doesn't taste like pancakes!

How would you get DNA from Elvis?

It looks, feels, and smells great!

You see that giant hot dog?

These people drive like animals.

No. They don't have have budget for robots.

It's like, the Jedi.

It works!

Michael do you want something pumpkin-spiced?

It's like Top Chef, but with vodka.

Mister-I'm-Never-Wrong!

My middle toe went numb and I thought I had something in my shoe.

This knob makes me want to get drunk.

Well, we have mustaches upstairs.

Murderer at nine o'clock!

I think I'm gonna have to set something on fire.