Ogilvy & Mather created this print campaign for a Japanese plastic model kit company called Tamiya. It illustrates popular conspiracy theories like Roswell, Marilyn Monroe's Death and The Moon Landing in the form of beautifully considered plastic model kits, "similair" to the kits the company actually makes, with the clever campaign line "Put It Together." These are beautifully crafted. And horribly fake. But beautiful nonetheless. And thanks to them, the Japanese plastic model kit business is safe. Phew! Dodged a big one there guys.
Thursday, August 25, 2011
It was such a rad-looking day I thought I'd go for a walk. So I left my hotel, picked up a Jamba Juice (yum!) and headed off to run some errands for my upcoming trek to Burning Man. 20 blocks later I had bought my GoPro HD video camera as well as a few deliciously healthy snacks at Trader Joes, one of my favourite organic grocery stores in SF. It was then that I saw a sign towards The Presidio, an old army base nearby. I knew it lead to a forest and a beach and thought I'd take a look. I ended up on a lovely walking trail cut through a nearby forest that lead me to Marshall Beach and a super duper view of the Golden Gate Bridge. I kept walking... passing The Palace of Fine Arts, then into the marina, which lead me to Fisherman's Wharf - home to silly amounts of tourists and some of the best fresh crab in the city. There's also the famous Bourdin Bakery and Ghirardelli chocolate factory right there near the water. Both have been around since the gold rush days. I had a radonkulous chowder at Bourdin's served inside a sourdough roll and then hit Ghirardelli's for a bit o' chocolate. After a bit of a sigh and a smile I made my way towards Little Italy or North Beach as it's properly known. There were tons of people out enjoying the weather, the food, the quaint little Bohemian stores there. North Beach has always been a place for artists. Kerouac wrote On The Road at Cafe Vesuvio. Allen Ginsburg did his best work in North Beach. Heck, even Banksy's left his mark there. After a coffee stop and 6 hours of walking, I headed into China Town for a bit of people watching. It's the biggest "China Town" outside of, well, China and let me tell you that you would never think you were in the US. You'll also never smell anything like it. An unforgivable mixture of fish and duck and thousands of people... Wowsers! 20 mins later I was at my hotel with worn out shoes, achy feet and, after checking online how far I had walked, the desperate need to book a spa treatment. Which I promptly did. Awww yeah!
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