So, let's recap all the ADDY's we won for this. And let's ignore the fact that I still owe DOMA $150 for my half of the entrance fees.
LOCAL ADDYS: 3 Gold Awards, 1 Best of Division, & Designer's Chair.
REGIONAL ADDYS: 1 Gold, 1 Silver.
NATIONAL ADDYS: 1 Silver.
Not bad. So what exactly does this pile of awards mean, existentially? To some degree, judgment and subsequent recognition by external parties offers validation, and whatever physical form this award will take (certificate, trophy or whatever) provides a concise, tangible reminder of work done well.
But I think we all need to remember the greater judgment that awaits us. When our souls pass on to the great hereafter, will our lives garner the Gold Award of Salvation? Or will we receive the brown turkey of disappointment known as eternal damnation?
Food for thought as we dance around our gigantic pile of earthly design awards, swigging whiskey and listening to Slayer, full-blast.
~Chris
Attaboy.
ReplyDeleteyep, totally kick ass. worth the acknowledgement.
ReplyDeleteThat's super cool. Whiskey and Speedos. Wombats having drunken times. Messenger bag barfing on the floor of an outback bar. Smiles!
ReplyDeleteWe will win the Gold Award of Salvation, Chris, what with our hipster literalist illuminations of holy verse.
ReplyDeleteNice work man! brown turkey? i was thinking more like the black crow.
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