Whereas I enjoy studying business administration, I recently started feeling like I was missing the creative part in me that I usually express by blogging, designing some homepage and the kind. Here is a potential advertisement of a potential fragrance that was created in my mind when I first took the picture back in Barcelona. The picture has its flaws, but I hope you get the idea.

Thanks to Anna for modeling.

 Currently, I’m working on this Barcelona 09 poster packed with awsumness. Stay tuned.

No comment. Or wait, a laptop under 1000? It still runs Vista right?

These comics don’t come as a surprise. Listed by time and intensity of aggressiveness:

• Lauren at the food mart.
• Even more saving tips from Lauren. You’re a PC. A cheap one.

This is what happens when you think an advertising approach hit rock-bottom. Before you know it, the situation will get worse and is very likely to result in the maximized nuisance concentration. I guess this could be part of Austrian Advertising Landschaft (a series where I show great Austrian adversiting), but sometimes you also need to point out the pointless. Kids, please ask your parents before you watch birdie poop like that… [via brandstaetter]

If I had been invited to the making of this video, God forbid, I could not have guaranteed for anything.

Remember I ranted about the Orange spot? Boy… Telering commercials make me wanna poke my eyes out, rip my ears off and what not else,… So maybe, only maybe, the Orange spots aren’t that bad, but just because the new bottom of Austrian advertising quality has been redefined.

If there is one thing that we can learn from history, then our lesson probably should sound something like that: Never say never. This mid-century illustrations shows us exactly that. Whereas people would have never thought that the “Hair Never Looks Combed”, nowadays much more known as the “Out Of Bed” look, would ever be socially accepted. Yeah, even popular, not just among the “Shit I don’t want to deal with my hair today” youngsters that I myself see as a non-proud member of.

For future references I want topubliclydeclare the following: As long as we don’t go with the Ugly Gigolo look and vary from the outer left to the outer right from time to time (to bring in some change once in a while), I’m cool with it.

Hair Gel Is Never Going To Die. There, I said it. What am I going to bet on that one?

Snap. Just saying it*, probably makes the greasy look in the middle, very very attractive for offspring in future. It is the revolution thing going on between generations, right? I wish I could take it back but it wouldn’t have effect and thus does not restrain me from eliminating this draft of a shitty post. Unfortunately,I also did say something like that about mullets (Vokuhilas), leggings and perm(anent waves), but I guess trends in our society are a series of waves that come crashing down on us with unexpected intense effect, especially on those who rode the wave before and ended up in a wipe-out. Good thing, most of us can swim or don’t even bother taking the surf.

I’m more than happy to present a blog posts that will hopefully result in a series dealing with the Austrian advertising Landschaft (scenery). Here is a short introduction to why I like commercials whereas others might think they are pure annoyances and a mere byproduct of mass-production.

Buy From Us. Big Time.

One of the major things I’ve always been interested in was advertising – especially TV ads – ever since I was zapping through TV channels. Driving down the highway, walking around in the city, waiting to get on the U-Bahn (Vienna Subway), it’s everywhere. Companies engaging in getting across one single message. Buy from our products. Big time.

Generally, advertisement – especially when done wrong – is a real pain seen from the buyer’s perspective. However, there is a certain beauty in really good advertisements. They can be moving, entertaining, saddening, election-deciding (O!) – but let’s keep in mind – also annoying.

Ich bin die Mutter, die mich verhätschelt [...] Ich bin mein Freund Klaus, der mich besser kennt als ich selbst (WTF?) [...] Ich bin die kleine Schwester die mich dafür hasst (even more WTF?!) [...] Ich bin Maria [...] etc.

Remember my notes on the acquisition of One by Orange? Whereas their spots have sort of refreshed the Austrian “Werbelandschaft” (DE, commercial landscape), I call out for a little change of their slogan which will cause a sudden urge of identification in several additonal Austrians’ minds. Instead of “Zusammen sind wir mehr” (DE, together we are more), I’d go for a “Together, we’re schizophrenic.” I came up with this idea in an interesting state of mind during the Indie Club in Avalon, Krems. Heard “In Five Years Time” and the people surrounding me simultaneously went “Ich bin Klaus.”

My mommy (I) and me (also I)... I am pretty much everyone. Take that!

How about that? Also I wonder what Freud would say about the above quoted statements of the guy who claims to be several personalities he came across with in life and further people he will encounter later in future. Maternal issues? Guess so (since the ad starts with his mother coddling him).

Final note: A lot of German youngest come to Austria to study. No news in that, but I saw dozens of German accented people in the Bim (AUT: tram) babbling on their orange square branded cell or at least talking about signing this plan since it will save multiple Euros.

Part 1 of The Ultimate College Guide

Picture me in a university!

Very much indeed. I’m on my way to entering college next year. Or, let’s rephrase this and say that I should be on my way to college and spend hours thinking about what I want to make out of my life. After having been pestered with questions about future and what it should have in store for me, I finally decided to utter my ideas about this topicpublicly, so that questions related with college/university are covered. This is my Ulimate Guide to Philipp’s College Decision. Hopefully I will be able to create a series out of this sujet and tell you about the whole process of finding, enrolling at and experiencing the branch of study I will have picked by August 2008.

For time tends to get less busy I decided to pick up a book that I always wanted to read that has been rotting in my book shelf since my A-Levels: Apex Hides The Hurt by Colson Whitehead. I will soon publish a short review on this book, FYI (this abbreviation is for “for your information” in case you are wondering).

Anyway, I came across with the phrase in Apex Hides The Hurt. Here a quote: “That doesn’t mean I’m all up in his Kool-Aid, if you know what I mean” – And I was – talking to myself, like a 64-year-old grandpa – “No, not exactly,” so I check and did some research on that phrase. Lucky you as I made a blog post out of my curiosity. Curious Gorge Phil meets a rather short Lingo Bingo session.