Chapter 7 – Breathe Life

The train made its usual stop at Chi-Town. Chi-Town was the last remaining urban centre, where transforming humans dabbled in post consumerist delights like colourful French macarons and antique Balenciaga dad shoes. It was a place for fun and rest.

Daisy sat up. She was awake for the last little while finishing her sandwich and still wondering about Mr. Beaver in the hat. He was gone, probably somewhere between Life and Elevententeen. She was happy to be at Chi, she wondered if her best friend from Calgary was there, Linz. Linz worked with WestJet, a now defunct flight carrier that was sold off to Chapters, a distributor of Paradise Lost. Really, the world was so different now. The practice of social marketing has become a language in and of itself. Depending on one’s technological cognitive ability, SM could provide sustenance or increase relativity of binary disease. After all this time, survival of the fittest was still the game. Daisy’s ultimate goal was to become ultralingual as this was the only true way to cure illness. Humans don’t want to be sick. They don’t want to to dead or alive. Illnesses like depression and bi-polar mania are now coveted by animals as it gives them the ability to solve the difficult riddles that humans have not been able to unriddle over the past couple of centuries. This is why coming across a beaver or a snail was so intriguing to Daisy. She just wanted to know what they’ve found, so she herself could unlock some riddles from time to time.

As she stepped off the bus (she’s been off the train for A Day now), Daisy headed directly to the Nike chain where she would change her outfit into something more practical and beguiling. Her mind thought of lime green, neon orange polka dots and always always white eyelet lace. Animals were attracted to that fabric for some odd circumstance; they believed it to be cream buttering their dreams. Daisy picked something out then headed to the cash-in to check out. While waiting, she made her third eye blind to prevent identity theft, then headed to the bag wall to pick something out to put everything inside. Her next stop was Yoga Passage. It was time to reset and recharge. Yoga these days was literally a moment to decompress. Everything left your body as your soul lay suspended in a neon blue hue, rearranging all of your locations and transformations so you could see properly in A Day or Two. Daisy has been practicing since another life, when she was named Chona and did not finish her teacher training practice as Alice from Wonderland halted a sour pursuit of a man named Justin Patterson that would have led to a full-fledged intoxicated state if the relationship was not stopped by a major car accident. Laying in Savasana, Daisy fondly remembered that life as Chona was full of creativity and ideas that could have and should have been realized. She shut her lids and drifted off into sleep. She could see letter z’s in italicized font drift into space followed by little emoji limes and puffy digital rainbow stickers – it was the stuff of her man made adventures.

This time the mirror showed a faint reflection of silvery blue clouds.

TBC

You Are Enough

WHAT YOU SEE IS WHAT YOU GET.

The user experience is steeped in education, culture and opinion. Design should provide a flexible channel for greater absorption and interpretation. So how do we reveal a customer that responds the way we want them to? We provide them with tools and outlets to increase participation propensity.

As an example, at VanWhistle Media we utilize the Hub Concept in web development or we apply systematic, stylized and graphical content in social media management. We tell the user they are enough. We teach the customer to buy what feels right. Design will always suggest a certain power and as marketers we should always incite wonder and change.

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Recent Works 2018 – The Plastic Snip

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Pink plastic covered their heads. Depending on their current state, faces were also erased. The only way back to Being was to pretend. This was just a way to distract Manipura, who was often waiting for a green snake signal signifying re-entry into Life Space. And if one could count to a trillion, Artha would begin and re-introduce individual profit gain. Ah, the days had some outgrown runs in sunny, bright Elevententeen.