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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


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.


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.


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.


Megan’s 3rd 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.


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.


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 all of 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.


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.


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.


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.


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.


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.


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:

Something is wrong with the server.

It's like, the Jedi.

This is too helpful.

I want a corn dog scented candle.

Can I be Josh for Halloween?

But, Saul Bass already used all the good shapes.

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

Lower case "m" is the best letter.

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

I'm bringing iFrames back.

The wild cheeses grow aplenty here.

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

Oooh, it's propagating!

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

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

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

Entertainment Tonight is where dreams go to die.

It's broken.

It's like a clown car of drawers.

I've looked at that alpaca all day.

Is that horse wearing shorts?

I try not to have too many hobbies.

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

I feel like I just try too much sometimes.

I'd go to a goat rodeo.

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

Try not to make it too caskety.

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

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

Move. You're where my Diet Coke goes.

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

This phone call is messing up my hair.

Murderer at nine o'clock!

Can you Swissify it?

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

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

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

Was that Rod Stewart?

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

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

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

It's too Skittly.

Have you heard about the whaler-pirate guy?

I'm wing-dingin' it.

Michael do you want something pumpkin-spiced?

I don't foresee whales having cell phones.

It's a torsional thing.

Never get into a fistfight with a puppeteer.

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

An ice cream truck drove through this design.

I'm out here changing the Internet.

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

Always cut toward your innards.

I know how I like my files: Large.

You see that giant hot dog?


These people drive like animals.

There is no reason for Bob Evans.

This tastes like Steve's car.

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

I'm gonna rock that perm!

Batteries? Seriously? What is this, 1985?

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

There's wine on your motherboard.

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

It should be a little Burt Reynolds.

You can't ship pickles.

All caps, all the time.

I keep thinking about that wolf tie.

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

I can still smell Steve.

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

Please ignore me collating behind you.

I've been thinking about that wolf tie.

Rhinos are a big deal.

Did you just raise the roof on jQuery?

1-2-3 Cheeseburger Lane!

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

I wanna smell how cold it is.

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

It wasn't like that a minute ago.

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

It works!

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

Is this the collective smell of humanity?

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

The air doesn't taste like pancakes!

I'm programming in my head.

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

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

We have flippage!

Remember when you threw décor at me?

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

You reach into your heart and pull out a potholder.

Steve's probably listening to Fiona Apple.

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

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

I hate Internet Explorer.

Don't come at me with your popcorn problems.

Are we going to a place I can wear slippers?

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

What can I say? I have uncontrollable eyebrows.

I'm sorry about the div.

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

Helvetica Light makes me think you're lying.

PBS is very : colon-y.

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

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

I'm just not used to Kory wearing pants.

Beige is not a color.

Are pigs becoming extinct?

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

Activate the chicken!

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

Look at the eyes on that Red-Legged Honeycreeper!

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

Emotionally, my hands are in my pockets.

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

I'm gonna make websites out of wood.

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

This knob makes me want to get drunk.

That horse looks like Burt Russel Crowe.

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

Your hat smells like bologna.

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

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

This is not your grandmother's website!

It smells like the 80s.

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

One time I set myself on fire.

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

I've been to New Jersey?

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

I just wanna eat this sandwich.

I only got to Utah before I quit.

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

It doesn't work in Safari.

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

What's that band? 100 Haircuts?

Well, we have mustaches upstairs.

'M', as in Machu Picchu.

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

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

Why is there a piece of cheese in my purse?

It was working a minute ago.

It doesn't work in IE.

I had a pencil sharpener shaped like a boat.

I'll die if I smell like a hamster.

Salad's nasty.

I don't like wearing pants.

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

I'm sitting down here with Hot Popcorn Hands.

Acknowledge my math!

It looks, feels, and smells great!

A person can be positive, AND also inappropriate.

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

It reminds me of an old calculator.

I want the whole tomato.

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

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

How would you get DNA from Elvis?

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

Like, the food kind, or the magical kind?

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

I just keep making ears by accident.

C'mon. Lemme see your turkey burgers.

I just blew my nose in my notes.

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

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

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

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

You're the Sherlock Holmes of the digital age.

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

They're switchin' browsers and clearin' cookies!

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

Squirrels don't have pants.

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

It's too Skynrdy.

You're always picked last and your pasta smells.

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

Is hot dog one word or two?

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

Internet Explorer is ruining this.

Is that a convertible hearse?

The meatball machine is broken.

My version of a beard is a hat.

Come and get it, Sammy Hagar!

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

Pockets full of coffee.

Eating peaches with a spoon stinks.

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

I just smelled fries in my head.

Steve, you should come look at these sandwich pictures.

IE is the DMV of the Internet.

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

Stop counting the dents in my can of food.

I've never seen the 80s.

Then I thought, why not just make it Helvetica?

No, YOU need megadoses of vitamin D.

It's like Top Chef, but with vodka.

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

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

My goal is to live until 2085.

It's too sausagy.

The donut button isn't working.

Those stupid little pickles.

Gettin' mean... in a nice way.

Why is the llama-cam shaking?

I wish I could draw RoboCop.

There's a lot of outer space.

I switched to the California Raisins pillowcase last night.

Facebook's telling me I'm fat.

Must. Resist. Cacao.

Whoa! That's the monkey!

I'd rather be Garamond than Papyrus.

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

I'm no stranger to a rotten banana.

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

Sassy Cap'n McBeef O'Brady

Those weren't professional quality mustaches.

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

I've never had much luck with rabbits.

Your sweat smells like Dolce & Gabbana.

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

There are four purses in my purse.

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

It's like, the future.

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

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

You wanna do hot dogs Friday?

Beige is not an image.

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

Fancy code is the only kind I write.

Her abs look like a turtle shell.

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