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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


Though confused by long division and cooking, Teresa can ideate and envisage like nobody's business. She is a trained goldsmith and pines for planishing hammers like most girls pine for shoes. She once met all of Pink Floyd, counted 17 shooting stars, and was seriously injured by a pot pie. When she's not leading FORM, she is probably soldering something, trying to get to Utah, or smelling old books. She likes Icelandic compositional ambient music and spooning with her Boston Terrier, Hugo.


Michael is a man of few words and many board games (150, to be exact). In addition to writing code for FORM, Michael 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 blackbird on his desk, is a proud descendant of Johnny Appleseed, and likes dogs named after pastries.


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 Katelyn's not managing our operations, 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.


Josh is one of the few people we know who has lived in a shipping container. On purpose. Twice. When he's not leading FORM's design team or blushing about his pile of AIGA awards, he is probably communing with nature or learning to tie a fly. He once led a clandestine effort to poster Frankfurt with messages of work-life-balance. His doodling and handwriting are so geometrically perfect that some say he uses The Force to conjure it. He is the second-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.


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 attended an Air Supply concert. It is rumored that he has quite a high IQ, which is plausible but unconfirmed by MENSA. A serial early adopter, he is so enamored with technology that, though surrounded by the latest gadgetry, he can’t part with his robust laser disc collection. When he's not leading FORM, he is often skipping stones and building rockets.


As a child, Rachel admired the knife skills of Jacques Pépin. Today, she enjoys inventing new taco toppings and putting Old Bay on everything. She became a master of the bassoon because of her distaste for saxophones, and eventually performed Verdi’s Requiem for a PBS documentary in Prague. When she's not connecting with FORM clients, she sometimes sews eyeless puppets, prays to St. Anthony for her lost Roku remote, and plays drums to Radiohead. She’s a big fan of public media, minimalism, and melancholia.


Megan’s third grade one-woman performance of Annie Get Your Gun drew crowds to the backyard. When she's not working on digital marketing for FORM, she enjoys planning charcuterie boards and elaborate theme parties. She prefers the time-step to the single-foot wing and once ran through downtown Tishomingo to rescue Blake Shelton’s dog. Though she does not like the looks of calamari she is a big fan of storytelling, camembert, and the Jonas Brothers. Megan arrived in Cleveland from Nashville with a cup of ambition. Because, Dolly.


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 trips to the Moon.


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, scrapbooking, 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.


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. When she's not designing for FORM, 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.


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 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.


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:

Sassy Cap'n McBeef O'Brady

Remember when you threw décor at me?

'M', as in Machu Picchu.

Something is wrong with the server.

I'm out here changing the Internet.

I'm no stranger to a rotten banana.

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

It doesn't work in IE.

Rhinos are a big deal.

Let's talk about donuts.

I just had an Emeril moment.

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

Pockets full of coffee.

One time I set myself on fire.

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

I found Pickle Doritos at a rest stop.

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

This knob makes me want to get drunk.

It reminds me of an old calculator.

I feel like I just try too much sometimes.

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

I hate Internet Explorer.

Like, the food kind, or the magical kind?

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

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

My version of a beard is a hat.

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

It's a torsional thing.

I had a pencil sharpener shaped like a boat.

Thankfully, Mercury in retrograde ends today.

Facebook's telling me I'm fat.

I can't wait to put that on a T-shirt.

There's a lot of dirt down here.

I can still smell Steve.

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

I'm just not used to Kory wearing pants.

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

You're the Sherlock Holmes of the digital age.

Steve's probably listening to Fiona Apple.

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

Helvetica Light makes me think you're lying.

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

It's too Skynrdy.

I'd go to a goat rodeo.

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

Can I be Josh for Halloween?

I've been to New Jersey?

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

Was that Rod Stewart?

It's broken.

It looks, feels, and smells great!

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

Don't come at me with your popcorn problems.

I'm bringing iFrames back.

Eating peaches with a spoon stinks.

PBS is very : colon-y.

It smells like the 80s.

Emotionally, my hands are in my pockets.

Murderer at nine o'clock!

Why is the llama-cam shaking?

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

I just wanna eat this sandwich.

It wasn't like that a minute ago.

You look at your astronaut food. I'm gonna work.

I switched to the California Raisins pillowcase last night.

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

There are four purses in my purse.

I'd rather be Garamond than Papyrus.

The air doesn't taste like pancakes!

I don't foresee whales having cell phones.

I'm trying to figure out what kind of harvester to use for canola.

The 80's called and they want their wine back.

Then I thought, why not just make it Helvetica?

I just smelled fries in my head.

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

These people drive like animals.

Well, we have mustaches upstairs.

Squirrels don't have pants.

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

It doesn't work in Safari.

It's like, the Jedi.

I have an item of boot business to discuss.

This is not your grandmother's website!

You see that giant hot dog?

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

I've looked at that alpaca all day.

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

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

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

It's like a clown car of drawers.

There are no conifer trees in here.

You forgot the witch supplies!

Always cut toward your innards.

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

I'm gonna rock that perm!

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

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

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

Whoa! That's the monkey!

I don't like wearing pants.

How would you get DNA from Elvis?

Have you heard about the whaler-pirate guy?

That's a good lookin monkey.

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

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

Her abs look like a turtle shell.

Is that a convertible hearse?

Acknowledge my math!

There's wine on your motherboard.

Salad's nasty.

I'm sitting down here with Hot Popcorn Hands.

Steve, you should come look at these sandwich pictures.

Come and get it, Sammy Hagar!

Michael do you want something pumpkin-spiced?

Are we going to a place I can wear slippers?

I only got to Utah before I quit.

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

I'm wing-dingin' it.

There's a lot of outer space.

I try not to have too many hobbies.

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

Beige is not a color.

IE is the DMV of the Internet.

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

Move. You're where my Diet Coke goes.

Is this the collective smell of humanity?

You can't ship pickles.

Activate the chicken!

I'm sorry about the div.

Lower case "m" is the best letter.

That horse looks like Burt Russel Crowe.

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

There is no reason for Bob Evans.

Adam Driver is the Sarah Jessica Parker of men.

It's too Skittly.

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

I just blew my nose in my notes.

The Muppets are my Downton Abbey.

Your sweat smells like Dolce & Gabbana.

Who is Batman and The Drumstick?

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

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

Did you just raise the roof on jQuery?

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

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

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

All caps, all the time.

I'm not trying to make my turnips rot you guys.

Entertainment Tonight is where dreams go to die.

I want a corn dog scented candle.

We have flippage!

Those stupid little pickles.

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

The meatball machine is broken.

Try not to make it too caskety.

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

It should be a little Burt Reynolds.

I just keep making ears by accident.

(on St. Patrick's Day) Happy Thanksgiving!

It was working a minute ago.

What can I say? I have uncontrollable eyebrows.

Look at the eyes on that Red-Legged Honeycreeper!

No, *YOU* need megadoses of vitamin D.

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

This tastes like Steve's car.

Why is there a piece of cheese in my purse?

It works!

1-2-3 Cheeseburger Lane!

Did I do that during the pandemic?

Gettin' mean... in a nice way.

I'll die if I smell like a hamster.

But, Saul Bass already used all the good shapes.

Is that horse wearing shorts?

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

I want the whole tomato.

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

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

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

Can you Swissify it?

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

You reach into your heart and pull out a potholder.


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

C'mon. Lemme see your turkey burgers.

You're always picked last and your pasta smells.

Never get into a fistfight with a puppeteer.

Stop counting the dents in my can of food.

I'm gonna make websites out of wood.

I keep thinking about that wolf tie.

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

Beige is not an image.

My goal is to live until 2085.

I'm programming in my head.

I wish I could draw RoboCop.

I can't solve a three-year-old's bee jokes.

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

It's too sausagy.

I've been thinking about that wolf tie.

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

What's that band? 100 Haircuts?

A person can be positive, AND also inappropriate.

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

Why'd you walk over here like stone cold Steve Austin?

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

The wild cheeses grow aplenty here.

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

My whole life is a circular formula.

No. They don't have budget for robots.

They're switchin' browsers and clearin' cookies!

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

Fancy code is the only kind I write.

The cats came with the man.

A pickle chip got caught in the wheels of my chair.

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

I don't like the weather tellin' me what to do.

Must. Resist. Cacao.

Please ignore me collating behind you.

Batteries? Seriously? What is this, 1985?

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

I've never seen the 80s.

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

You wanna do hot dogs Friday?

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

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

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

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

This phone call is messing up my hair.

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

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

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

It's like, the future.

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

I wanna smell how cold it is.

Are pigs becoming extinct?

Is hot dog one word or two?

I know how I like my files: Large.

Oooh, it's propagating!

Internet Explorer is ruining this.

Those weren't professional quality mustaches.

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

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

An ice cream truck drove through this design.

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

This is too helpful.

I've never had much luck with rabbits.

Your hat smells like bologna.

It's like Top Chef, but with vodka.

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

I am the ghost of Tractor Supply Company.

The donut button isn't working.

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

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