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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


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 she’s not helping our clients with web maintenance or digital marketing, Jessica can be found paddleboarding on Lake Erie, solo traveling in the wild, and thrifting for mid-century knick knacks. She plays funk on a purple Fender and her green thumb is so green, even her plants have plants. She never skips an opportunity to watch Pretty in Pink and she enjoys detailed plans, kitschy cookware, and a healthy frizzle sizzle.


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. A serial early adopter, he can’t bring himself to part with his robust laser disc collection. When he's not connecting with clients and guiding our developers, Steve is often skipping stones and building model rockets.


Though confused by long division and cooking, Teresa can ideate and design like nobody's business. She is a goldsmith in her spare time and enjoys collecting fancy hammers. She once met all of Pink Floyd, counted 17 shooting stars, and was seriously injured by a pot pie. When she's not strategizing and guiding FORM's creative team, she is probably soldering something, trying to get to Utah, or sniffing old books. She likes Icelandic compositional ambient music and spooning with her boston terrier, Hugo.


Josh is one of the few people we know who has lived in a shipping container. On purpose. Twice. When he's not directing FORM's digital design 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 about healthy 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.


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 hand-drawn record of all the flowers her husband has ever given her. She knows how to collect honey from bees, can make a perfect frosting curlicue while grudgingly dancing to Pitbull, and has a knack for finding the most inconvenient Airbnbs.


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 makes eyeless hand puppets, prays to St. Anthony for her lost Roku remote, and plays Radiohead on the drums. She’s a big fan of public media, minimalism, and melancholia.


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 hackeysacker 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 fruit preserves.


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 leading FORM's 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.


An avid athlete and outdoorswoman, Jessica’s favorite hobby is more hobbies. Hiker, painter, swimmer, actor, flutist, cat rescuer– she aims to kinda crush it with everything she tries. She loves Sichuan cuisine and has a designated color palette for all activities (Pantone 267 and 279 for climbing, obvs.) When she isn’t managing our digital marketing, Jessi might be drawing photorealistic zebras, accidentally camping on mountainsides, or loudly singing show tunes. She loves film and would read more books if she could do it while salsa dancing.


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 making macaroons, collecting bottle caps, and watching classic horror films.


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:

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

'M', as in Machu Picchu.

I thought I was done with zombies.

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

I'm no stranger to a rotten banana.

I'm sorry about the div.

It’s just weird that this is like a “walkin’-around” place.

More bugs than expected. 4 stars.

I want the whole tomato.

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

It was working a minute ago.

It's been two days since Monday.

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

I wish I could draw RoboCop.

Yeah I'm turtlin'!

There is no reason for Bob Evans.

I feel like I just try too much sometimes.

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

A person can be positive, AND also inappropriate.

It's like a new Tool album for me.

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

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

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

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

I can still smell Steve.

Maybe it’s coincidence, maybe it‘s Oppenheimer.

Must. Resist. Cacao.

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

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

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

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

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

You reach into your heart and pull out a potholder.

These zombies look like cauliflower.

Let's talk about donuts.

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

The donut button isn't working.

This knob makes me want to get drunk.

Who is Batman and The Drumstick?

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

They should do Animal Crossing on the moon.

Also, they have a great toe box.

Something is wrong with the server.

It's like a clown car of drawers.

I can't wait to dance on the grave of that site.

I know how I like my files: Large.

You wanna do hot dogs Friday?

Activate the chicken!

Was that Rod Stewart?

Lower case "m" is the best letter.


I've been to New Jersey?

The air doesn't taste like pancakes!

It's the web equivalent of a junk drawer.

Whoa! That's the monkey!

Gonna write up the changes on a stone tablet like it's the Jurassic era.

I just smelled fries in my head.

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

This phone call is messing up my hair.

It's too Skittly.

I switched to the California Raisins pillowcase last night.

I love mint-forward.

Stay in your happy little design world.

This is too helpful.

Is hot dog one word or two?

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

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

I'm sitting down here with Hot Popcorn Hands.

I haven't had a muffler since 2020

Steve's probably listening to Fiona Apple.

It doesn't work in IE.

Come and get it, Sammy Hagar!

They're switchin' browsers and clearin' cookies!

Is toe box one word or two?

You see that giant hot dog?

What are these ribbons your horse keeps winning?

Murderer at nine o'clock!

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

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

There's a lot of outer space.

Can you bring your horse?

I'm bringing iFrames back.

Babies aren't supposed to look like Woody Harrelson.

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

I just keep making ears by accident.

Cat-flavored ice cream?

There's wine on your motherboard.

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

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

The wild cheeses grow aplenty here.

I've looked at that alpaca all day.

Is that horse wearing shorts?

Your sweat smells like Dolce & Gabbana.

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

He sucked at watching TV.

Math is black.

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

Can you Swissify it?

I'll die if I smell like a hamster.

Can I be Josh for Halloween?

Helvetica Light makes me think you're lying.

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

Eating peaches with a spoon stinks.

There are four purses in my purse.

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

Steve, you should come look at these sandwich pictures.

It doesn't work in Safari.

It works!

It's like, the future.

It's what's for dinner.

Bring it all to the corn dog party!

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

Her abs look like a turtle shell.

We have flippage!

It's a torsional thing.

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

Oooh, it's propagating!

That's a good lookin monkey.

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

It's too sausagy.

You're the Sherlock Holmes of the digital age.

That horse looks like Burt Russel Crowe.

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

I once smuggled a Subway footlong in my sweatshirt pocket.

The football game or the moon landing?

No one is as f*#¥%#! good as Katelyn. She’s got two degrees.

Please ignore me collating behind you.

I try not to have too many hobbies.

What's that band? 100 Haircuts?

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

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

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

Emotionally, my hands are in my pockets.

The hands are the face of the arm.

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

It reminds me of an old calculator.

I just blew my nose in my notes.

My version of a beard is a hat.

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

Never get into a fistfight with a puppeteer.

They're like the seagulls of birds.

I'm programming in my head.

But, Saul Bass already used all the good shapes.

It's like drinking a little garden.

I'm wing-dingin' it.

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

She’s like the Taylor Swift of silversmithing.

How would you get DNA from Elvis?

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

My whole life is a circular formula.

Dark Mode is ruining my life.

Why is the llama-cam shaking?

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

Entertainment Tonight is where dreams go to die.

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

I can turn my funks off.

You're always picked last and your pasta smells.

It's like, the Jedi.

The conference template fills me with dread.

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

The meatball machine is broken.

I keep thinking about that wolf tie.

Are pigs becoming extinct?

Sassy Cap'n McBeef O'Brady

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

Oh I'm smart! I'm artificial!

Where we're going, we don't need rollovers!

I'd rather be Garamond than Papyrus.

Are we going to a place I can wear slippers?

Don't come at me with your popcorn problems.

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

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

Make it extra-white. #GGGGGG

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

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

It was like B-side Tony the Tiger.

What is life if not just a series of great chairs?

What about ferrets? Ferrets are weird.

Move. You're where my Diet Coke goes.

What can I say? I have uncontrollable eyebrows.

Instructions unclear, I have peanut butter on my hands.

An ice cream truck drove through this design.

Every time she raises her hand an egg dies.

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

Squirrels don't have pants.

He's got an eyepatch sorta vibe.

Settle down, Mailchimp.

Light the content candle!

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

It's too Skynrdy.

I wanna smell how cold it is.

All caps, all the time.

It should be a little Burt Reynolds.

You forgot the witch supplies!

We're not eating it, we're just looking at it!

Gettin' mean... in a nice way.

I just wanna eat this sandwich.

It smells like the 80s.

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

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

I don't like wearing pants.

Did I do that during the pandemic?

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

Check your email before you put your pants on.

Then I thought, why not just make it Helvetica?

Remember when you threw décor at me?

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

Always cut toward your innards.

I've been thinking about that wolf tie.

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

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

I think I was bitten by a rattlesnake in a past life.

One time I set myself on fire.

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

You have some mustard on your forehead.

There is no light, only Dark Mode.

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

No. They don't have budget for robots.

Beige is not an image.

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

Salad's nasty.

Is that a convertible hearse?

Thankfully, Mercury in retrograde ends today.

A guy named Jerry has 20 watermelons in his truck.

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

I can’t type expletives without the expletives.

1-2-3 Cheeseburger Lane!

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

Is this the collective smell of humanity?

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

Like, the food kind, or the magical kind?

Well, we have mustaches upstairs.

Why'd you walk over here like Stone Cold Steve Austin?

Look at the eyes on that Red-Legged Honeycreeper!

I'd go to a goat rodeo.

I'm gonna rock that perm!

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

I've never seen the 80s.

There are no conifer trees in here.

It wasn't like that a minute ago.

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

I am the ghost of Tractor Supply Company.

I have an item of boot business to discuss.

My goal is to live until 2085.

Try not to make it too caskety.

Acknowledge my math!

Adam Driver is the Sarah Jessica Parker of men.

I'm trying to think of a more magical word for practical.

There's a lot of dirt down here.

You're eating the chicken crust.

Fancy code is the only kind I write.

I found Pickle Doritos at a rest stop.

I'm gonna make websites out of wood.

IE is the DMV of the Internet.

Those stupid little pickles.

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

The cats came with the man.

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

Stop counting the dents in my can of food.

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

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

Why is there a piece of cheese in my purse?

It's like Top Chef, but with vodka.

These people drive like animals.

What kind of single-finger crimes can you commit?

The dog arrived before the paintings.

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

Did you just raise the roof on jQuery?

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

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

They have that dirty ketchup money.

PBS is very : colon-y.

I'm just not used to Kory wearing pants.

I just had an Emeril moment.

I've never had much luck with rabbits.

Facebook's telling me I'm fat.

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

You can't ship pickles.

That's great, now there's bacon bits in my keyboard.

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

Your hat smells like bologna.

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

I had a pencil sharpener shaped like a boat.

I want a corn dog scented candle.

This is not your grandmother's website!

It's broken.

Those weren't professional quality mustaches.

It looks, feels, and smells great!

Rhinos are a big deal.

Please pray for Mrs. Haskel's tomatoes.

I have a weird cheese story for you.

I'm out here changing the Internet.

I hate Internet Explorer.

I don't foresee whales having cell phones.

I think what we should probably do, is nothing.

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

Not wearing black is Emily's pink.

They're like little rock possums!

I tried the peanut butter trick with Jelly before.

I think what we should plan to do, is nothing.

Pockets full of coffee.

I would put that in Someone Said if it wasn't so disgusting.

I need a more magical word for "practical."

This tastes like Steve's car.

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

Have you heard about the whaler-pirate guy?

The Muppets are my Downton Abbey.

C'mon. Lemme see your turkey burgers.

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

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

You should watch Labyrinth if you're into Muppets.

It looks like a big dinosaur protecting a translucent bag of smaller dinosaurs

I only got to Utah before I quit.

I can get behind an animal with a handlebar mustache.

No, *YOU* need megadoses of vitamin D.

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

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

Beige is not a color.

Batteries? Seriously? What is this, 1985?

Internet Explorer is ruining this.

Michael do you want something pumpkin-spiced?

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

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