Protest to stop the use of Corexit oil dispersant off our coast.  Nice visual.

Neat quickie shot of the stuff on our mantle at my office at Annunciation Interactive.  Photo by our friend and client David Guidry of Lakeside Photoworks.  The ‘Peace’ card was from our buddy Jake at PeopleMover last Xmas I think.

Check out this great Flickr set here. Decorating the streets of Los Angeles, Miami and New York City, street artist TrustoCorp adds personality to Metropolitan areas with these hand painted street signs. While all of the signs are amusing, some of them seem to carry a social message, while others come off a bit lighter. I can just imagine a person looking up at one of these signs in confusion, before breaking out in a great big smile.

I especially like Burny, because it reminds me of Ralph Wiggums.

Hilarious post from The Anti-Advertising Agency taking Virgin Airlines to task for its forced and intrusive ‘faux guerrilla’ marketing stumble.

I get queasy when companies go ‘street’ – to me, it just smells disingenuous. I give some credit to Virgin for its provocative and creative legacy, but this awkward ‘Flydealists’ marketing propaganda just strikes me as dumb.

From AAA Author Steve Lambert:

“Graffiti is polarizing – it puts people in two groups. People who like graffiti and stencils don’t like corporate stuff. They really, really don’t. The other group is people who don’t like graffiti: they don’t understand it and they despise it.

There is no one else.

So when you spray your campaign all over the neighborhood, you piss off the street art people and you piss off everyone else. It’s a lose/lose situation. No one except the “creatives” who worked on the campaign and the people who signed off on it think it is cool.

It’s also illegal, but you clearly don’t care about that.”

I am a fan of street art. This ain’t that.

There’s a distinct risk involved when, as an advertiser, you take a shot at an established competitor: they may fire back with a bigger gun.

Saw this posted on a random light pole on Magazine Street here in New Orleans. I’m all for a chance of absolution, but the high school basketball coach thing is just freaky.

While you are reading this there is a man in one of the windows high above you who is taking your photograph…