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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


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.


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.


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.


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.


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.


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 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.


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.


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.


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.


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.


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

Michael do you want something pumpkin-spiced?

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

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

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

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

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

The donut button isn't working.

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

Internet Explorer is ruining this.

I'd go to a goat rodeo.

Move. You're where my Diet Coke goes.

Can you Swissify it?

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

Activate the chicken!

I don't like wearing pants.

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

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

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

How would you get DNA from Elvis?

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

It should be a little Burt Reynolds.

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

I'm gonna make websites out of wood.

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

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

The wild cheeses grow aplenty here.

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

I want the whole tomato.

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

Must. Resist. Cacao.

It's like, the Jedi.

I just blew my nose in my notes.

The air doesn't taste like pancakes!

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

Rhinos are a big deal.

I've been to New Jersey?

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

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

I'm bringing iFrames back.

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

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

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

(with sadness) I hate Internet Explorer.

Those stupid little pickles.

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

I keep thinking about that wolf tie.

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

There's a lot of outer space.

It reminds me of an old calculator.

1-2-3 Cheeseburger Lane!

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

I've never seen the 80s.

C'mon. Lemme see your turkey burgers.


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

Facebook's telling me I'm fat.

You can't ship pickles.

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

Is that a convertible hearse?

It's too Skynrdy.

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

An ice cream truck drove through this design.

It's too sausagy.

Steve's probably listening to Fiona Apple.

Fancy code is the only kind I write.

Pockets full of coffee.

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

The meatball machine is broken.

I'm programming in my head.

I switched to the California Raisins pillowcase last night.

Are we going to a place I can wear slippers?

Sassy Cap'n McBeef O'Brady

What can I say? I have uncontrollable eyebrows.

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

Your sweat smells like Dolce & Gabbana.

Salad's nasty.

There's wine on your motherboard.

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

Don't come at me with your popcorn problems.

Is this the collective smell of humanity?

Your hat smells like bologna.

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

I'm sorry about the div.

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

I know how I like my files: Large.

It's too Skittly.

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

I've never had much luck with rabbits.

Come and get it, Sammy Hagar!

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

This knob makes me want to get drunk.

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

What's that band? 100 Haircuts?

I'd rather be Garamond than Papyrus.

It's a torsional thing.

It doesn't work in Safari.

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

Steve, you should come look at these sandwich pictures.

Gettin' mean... in a nice way.

I've been thinking about that wolf tie.

It's like Top Chef, but with vodka.

You reach into your heart and pull out a potholder.

Is that horse wearing shorts?

There are four purses in my purse.

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

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

Is hot dog one word or two?

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

Try not to make it too caskety.

I had a pencil sharpener shaped like a boat.

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

I wish I could draw RoboCop.

Acknowledge my math!

Was that Rod Stewart?

This is not your grandmother's website!

Can I be Josh for Halloween?

Then I thought, why not just make it Helvetica?

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

This is too helpful.

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

A person can be positive AND inappropriate.

Those weren't professional quality mustaches.

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

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

You're the Sherlock Holmes of the digital age.

Helvetica Light makes me think you're lying.

You're always picked last and your pasta smells.

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

It's like a clown car of drawers.

Entertainment Tonight is where dreams go to die.

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

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

Stop counting the dents in my can of food.

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

My goal is to live until 2085.

I feel like I just try too much sometimes.

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

Did you just raise the roof on jQuery?

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

No, YOU need megadoses of vitamin D.

Never get into a fistfight with a puppeteer.

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

Beige is not a color.

My version of a beard is a hat.

It doesn't work in IE.

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

Her abs look like a turtle shell.

Please ignore me collating behind you.

This phone call is messing up my hair.

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

Always cut toward your innards.

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

I just keep making ears by accident.

I want a corn dog scented candle.

I'm just not used to Kory wearing pants.

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

Whoa! That's the monkey!

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

Look at the eyes on that Red-Legged Honeycreeper!

You wanna do hot dogs Friday?

Emotionally, my hands are in my pockets.

This tastes like Steve's car.

I can still smell Steve.

It's like, the future.

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

It's broken.

Batteries? Seriously? What is this, 1985?

Remember when you threw décor at me?

I'm gonna rock that perm!

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

That horse looks like Burt Russel Crowe.

It wasn't like that a minute ago.

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

Something is wrong with the server.

I just wanna eat this sandwich.

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

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

Beige is not an image.

Why is there a piece of cheese in my purse?

There is no reason for Bob Evans.

IE is the DMV of the Internet.

It was working a minute ago.

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

Eating peaches with a spoon stinks.

They're switchin' browsers and clearin' cookies!

All caps, all the time.

You see that giant hot dog?

Murderer at nine o'clock!

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

I'm no stranger to a rotten banana.

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

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

But, Saul Bass already used all the good shapes.

I just smelled fries in my head.

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

I wanna smell how cold it is.

I'm wing-dingin' it.

I'm sitting down here with Hot Popcorn Hands.

We have flippage!

Well, we have mustaches upstairs.

PBS is very : colon-y.

Lower case "m" is the best letter.

These people drive like animals.

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

I've looked at that alpaca all day.

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

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

Have you heard about the whaler-pirate guy?

Squirrels don't have pants.

It looks, feels, and smells great!

It works!

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

'M', as in Machu Picchu.

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

I don't foresee whales having cell phones.

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

Are pigs becoming extinct?