I would:
A) Design a poster to bring all the little boys and girls together in a statement of world peace and serenity.
B) Cash in. Hire 10 mutants to crank out Pepsi coupons and hit the links.
C) Work harder. Find Jesus. Rename myself Elvis Malloy and answer the phone “Jack Swift here.” Be a kinder, gentler, more modest me. Go fishing often.
D) Swing. Have Avendon shoot a chiseled portrait in an Armanit suit (with lap puppy) for inside flap of “Sockwell: 3rd sight, The End of (fake) Logo.” Mandate students buy book before coming to class. Stave off 2nd heart attack.
E) All of the above plus more. Plus dodge NYC taxes (perfect!.)
How about you?
If I were famous... I would be English, wear black and use the word "art" more often when showing my work. Then I would memorize Paul Rand quotes (sans pro-client stuff) and show up late for everything. Nah, thats been done. I'd create a new me: Tibor balls, Niemann brain, and Sagmeister heart.
Sprinkle in a lap dog and Supon Phirlyhiut haircut to keep em guessin.
On May.06.2003 at 03:06 PM