Friday, March 30, 2018

What's for Sale?

Many years ago as part of a school project, I chose to investigate the world of Advertising from a sociological, economical and historical perspective. It was interesting. It was so interesting that I chose to take a work experience opportunity in a small Advertising firm in that same year. Advertising, like everything really, has its perils and holds the golden good well too. It’s true that I’m old enough to admit that the internet barely did exist which was almost lucky for it brought me out of the suburbs and into the big smoke to look through microfiche in the State Library. It was in a basement holding all of that beautiful history, newspaper articles and advertisements and journals. I was about 17 years old or so and it was a chance to time travel through the ages for free and history is a beautiful capsule of warmth for me because as it is gone already, it can’t actually run away anywhere and it can teach us about moving forwards too. I started to learn about mind control and about freedom too. I started to see how we might sway people to new thoughts and ideas that are liberating or how we might persuade the masses they aren’t at all good enough and must become consumers or fear imminent failure. It was a coming of age in some ways, realising I could slip in and out of the Truman Show, sometimes by choice or sometimes through a kind of subliminal force that was very hard to pull away from, especially as a young woman. It was also pretty bloody hilarious at times, shifting through the changes in style as advertising grew over the ages. 
I presented a rather idealistic paper to my teacher on the way of the past and the way forwards complete with some original wartime magazine advertisements my Grandmother sent me on request in the post. It was idealistic in that I was hankering for a feeling of wellbeing and acceptance and understanding in advertising when it’s very hard to actually promote caring with the ulterior motive of sales in the wings. “Buy this” and “we care” ultimately can translate as “we only care because you’ll make us richer.” Much then, the result is a very… I’m so hollow  kinda feeling.
In my work experience placement, I spent a good proportion of time in the layout room for the company’s biggest money spinner, Kmart Catalogues where a nice enough young man glumly showed me some of the more original forms of lying to the masses in the form of an early kind of airbrushing program. He explained it was how he was trained. I also, in the biggest feat or irony, packaged and labelled hundreds of small saplings for the opening of a new shopping complex in Melbourne Greensborough while hearing Joni Mitchell call for Big Yellow Taxi all the way through. The new complex provided new jobs and in smaller way new services and a new Cinema. I love movies but yes, I also love trees and had a keen interest in the Australian bush all my life. I was beginning to understand the push and pull of life on Earth and as a young person, one can feel a little small in that muddle. I did feel small. I did have some funny and joyful moments with the people I worked with. We laughed, the Graphic Designer and I, with each other about our powerless place in a boxed up world. I went on a photo shoot and got a makeup tutorial from a leggy model who assured me my breasts would probably grow bigger but who also was studying Law in her off days and chatted with a sweet “older” woman in her 40s (my age now, lol) about nurseries and nature as we tied ribbons around free gifts. From memory, in amongst it, there was also an ad campaign they were doing for “Life Be in It”, a kind of initiative to minimise depression and unhealthy lifestyle choices.
The truth is, then, there were fewer opportunities to advertise, now all of us get the opportunity to be advertisers if we really want to be and we see advertising in almost everything we engage in via the internet. People have learnt to become living breathing walking advertisements in amongst networks that were originally set up for social engagement and I believe initially so that people could connect and feel loved. I honestly believe in Zuckerberg’s defence he wanted people to know each other and be included. Money and size and darker threads make a way into any platform in which people can be swayed. It’s happened for years via the media, churches, advertising, politics, it’s always been an interconnected Webb, the Webb is just denser and bigger now and it’s more difficult to keep on ethical watch on something so entirely huge.
Blogging is another example. In its early inception it was a beautiful wall of opportunity for anyone to be a writer and we should get that chance too. It’s never tacky to have a go at expressing yourself while growing an interest to greater proficiency and heart. It’s still possible to connect with other bloggers this way. It’s almost impossible to be seen and heard on a large scale though if you aren’t preaching to people on how we should be looking, on what we should be buying and that can lick at the corners of our souls and cause depression. Often we are provided with very unrealistic and stuck in time unreasonable and non- affordable commodities and labels and models chosen who do not necessarily represent a diverse enough gamut of society in size, shape ethnicity, sexual orientation, age, disability or belief systems. There has been some movement in these areas, slowly though. Some types of advertising modalities are now often often aggressively driven into people’s lives via blogging and social media sites and we can’t even enjoy a news story without the whole article being yet another advertisement for another person who is selling something else to us.  It is making people cranky or alienated and at a loss to experience something genuine. Often terrific causes or people heading up such causes are paired up with rather un-terrific and completely inappropriate cross promotions and people who have no interest in such causes that may trick us into a system of spending in the wrong areas on one hand while learning to care on the other. Consumerism should never for example be a cross promotion with someone advocating for the environment. It’s simply not an intelligent marketing choice and lessens the impact of the cause where it need not do that. There is no point defending people who do that if you really want to do the very best job you can for this planet.
The most read blogs are paid endorsements because the sights from which they are initially launched are actually paid for by big bickies companies. The independent writer has little hope in that highly capitalist wheel. If it’s not promoted by a larger label or company, chances are, we don’t get to see it. You really have to go on a treasure hunt and I would encourage people to keep searching for the real “truebies” at all costs in music art nature sometimes on the internet if you can and out there in the big wide world where there’s so much to love that feels full and free.
We can be consumers, we can, buy and sell to a point but not every opportunity is a good time to advertise everything.

Here’s some ads I do like…

1.     This one is for an Environmental Not for Profit https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JyL58vlbvgw


2.     And this one is for a Life Insurance Company which isn’t so bad. Though it’s ok to want to follow your dreams and be known by many, it’s also ok to make change happen in your own beautiful ways and people should never feel shamed for being the underdog or like the sun regardless a loyal force towards good in small and steady steps forward. 


Wednesday, March 28, 2018

Ripples

When I was small
I loved the ripples
Like small could grow
Like little wasn’t even that
Small after all
Like ice-cream
Threaded
With a
Wild raspberry
Wrap around
Hope
And kitty cats
Invisible
And dancing on
Clear silk…
Leaving
Footprints
Behind.
Ripples….
As if water
Was wise
And wrinkled
With time
And time
Made all
Of us beautiful
And nobody
Needed to change
That…
Ripples
The work of delicate
dancing jitter bugs
And invisible
Life on the
Inside
Bubbling up
To say hello
Ripples
The Marvellous
Hulla hooped
Comrades
Reaching
Reaching
For reminders
Of how
To
Dream…
each step at

a time.

Friday, March 23, 2018

Lightening Bug

In a dark place
We found
lightening bugs
like stars making
Loops at  
Whirlpool
Speed with  
Irreplaceable
Loving
Where people
Need people
Where rivers
Turn upside
Down
To bare
a muddy
courage  
Where
There’s not
Too much
traffic in the
spaces for
listening
to hearts
On a bus
On the way
To something
Exciting.
We found
Lightening bugs
true and bright
sleighing
The storm
With flickering 
incandescent 
wonder
in the 
perfectly
Imperfect
Gentle
And treacherous
Stories of

our ocean.