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You've probably
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


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 puppets with no eyes, 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.


Though confused by long division and cooking, Teresa can ideate, illustrate, 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 Pink Floyd, counted 17 shooting stars, and was seriously injured by a pot pie. When she's not directing FORM's design, she is probably etching silver, wandering around Utah, or smelling old books. She likes downtempo Icelandic compositional ambient music and spooning with her dog, Hugo.


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.


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.


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 blackbird on his desk, is a proud descendant of Johnny Appleseed, and likes dogs named after pastries.


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 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.


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.


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.


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 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.


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

Why is the llama-cam shaking?

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

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

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

It wasn't like that a minute ago.

Facebook's telling me I'm fat.

A person can be positive, AND also inappropriate.

Fancy code is the only kind I write.

I just blew my nose in my notes.

They're switchin' browsers and clearin' cookies!

Those weren't professional quality mustaches.

Steve, you should come look at these sandwich pictures.

I've been to New Jersey?

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

You wanna do hot dogs Friday?

I'm out here changing the Internet.

I only got to Utah before I quit.

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

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

Acknowledge my math!

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

Whoa! That's the monkey!

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

Internet Explorer is ruining this.

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

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

It's like Top Chef, but with vodka.

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

It's broken.

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

I keep thinking about that wolf tie.

1-2-3 Cheeseburger Lane!

I want the whole tomato.

Her abs look like a turtle shell.

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

I've never had much luck with rabbits.

There are four purses in my purse.

What's that band? 100 Haircuts?

Then I thought, why not just make it Helvetica?

You're always picked last and your pasta smells.

Murderer at nine o'clock!

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

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

Gettin' mean... in a nice way.

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

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

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

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

Must. Resist. Cacao.

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

PBS is very : colon-y.

I just smelled fries in my head.

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

It looks, feels, and smells great!

Beige is not an image.

(with sadness) I hate Internet Explorer.

Did you just raise the roof on jQuery?

I'm gonna rock that perm!

I've looked at that alpaca all day.

One time I set myself on fire.

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

Was that Rod Stewart?

I'd go to a goat rodeo.

I feel like I just try too much sometimes.

Can I be Josh for Halloween?

Activate the chicken!

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

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

You reach into your heart and pull out a potholder.

Can you Swissify it?

Your hat smells like bologna.

Please ignore me collating behind you.

Steve's probably listening to Fiona Apple.

Sassy Cap'n McBeef O'Brady

How would you get DNA from Elvis?

Look at the eyes on that Red-Legged Honeycreeper!

Is hot dog one word or two?

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

This tastes like Steve's car.

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

This phone call is messing up my hair.

I can still smell Steve.

Why is there a piece of cheese in my purse?

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

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

Move. You're where my Diet Coke goes.

Is that a convertible hearse?

It's too Skynrdy.

It doesn't work in Safari.

I'm gonna make websites out of wood.

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

Are we going to a place I can wear slippers?

Are pigs becoming extinct?

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

Lower case "m" is the best letter.

Try not to make it too caskety.

My goal is to live until 2085.

Like, the food kind or the magical kind?

We have flippage!

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

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

I had a pencil sharpener shaped like a boat.

It was working a minute ago.

There's a lot of outer space.

Pockets full of coffee.

It's a torsional thing.

Well, we have mustaches upstairs.

Batteries? Seriously? What is this, 1985?

Don't come at me with your popcorn problems.

It doesn't work in IE.

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

Oooh, it's propagating!

I know how I like my files: Large.

Helvetica Light makes me think you're lying.

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

I switched to the California Raisins pillowcase last night.

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

(with sarcasm) Yeah, I can't solve a three-year-old's bee jokes.

It's like a clown car of drawers.

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

I try not to have too many hobbies.

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

Michael do you want something pumpkin-spiced?

I'm just not used to Kory wearing pants.

Something is wrong with the server.

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

I want a corn dog scented candle.

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

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

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

The donut button isn't working.

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

There is no reason for Bob Evans.

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

IE is the DMV of the Internet.

I just keep making ears by accident.

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

Always cut toward your innards.

Entertainment Tonight is where dreams go to die.

Your sweat smells like Dolce & Gabbana.

I'm bringing iFrames back.

I just wanna eat this sandwich.

You can't ship pickles.

This knob makes me want to get drunk.

I'm wing-dingin' it.

It should be a little Burt Reynolds.

You see that giant hot dog?

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

No, YOU need megadoses of vitamin D.

Stop counting the dents in my can of food.

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?

It's like, the future.

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

This is not your grandmother's website!

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

Emotionally, my hands are in my pockets.

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

I've been thinking about that wolf tie.

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

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

I'd rather be Garamond than Papyrus.

The air doesn't taste like pancakes!

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

I don't foresee whales having cell phones.

That horse looks like Burt Russel Crowe.

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

I don't like wearing pants.

What can I say? I have uncontrollable eyebrows.

I'm no stranger to a rotten banana.

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

There's wine on your motherboard.

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

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

Have you heard about the whaler-pirate guy?

I've never seen the 80s.

I'm sorry about the div.

I'll die if I smell like a hamster.

An ice cream truck drove through this design.

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

Is that horse wearing shorts?

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

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

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

I'm sitting down here with Hot Popcorn Hands.

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

All caps, all the time.

Rhinos are a big deal.

It's too sausagy.

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

I wish I could draw RoboCop.

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

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

You're the Sherlock Holmes of the digital age.


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

It reminds me of an old calculator.

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

My version of a beard is a hat.

I wanna smell how cold it is.

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

But, Saul Bass already used all the good shapes.

It smells like the 80s.

The wild cheeses grow aplenty here.

What did you walk over here like Stone Cold Steve Austin for?

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

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

This is too helpful.

Beige is not a color.

C'mon. Lemme see your turkey burgers.

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

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

It's like, the Jedi.

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

Remember when you threw décor at me?

Come and get it, Sammy Hagar!

It's too Skittly.

The meatball machine is broken.

Never get into a fistfight with a puppeteer.

Squirrels don't have pants.

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

These people drive like animals.

It works!

Eating peaches with a spoon stinks.

I'm programming in my head.

Is this the collective smell of humanity?

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

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

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

'M', as in Machu Picchu.

Salad's nasty.

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

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