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Strapline: “Don’t be lost in the weird world of investments“.
Click on the images to enlarge – there’s impressive detail in both. Plus how often does Dalí meet political satire in financial advertising?
You got me just right, Leo Burnett. Investments do bewilder like the deserts of the infinite – that’s why I can’t risk opening a bank statement.
And that kinda looks like El Topo in the background of the second ad. Surely it’s not El Topo?
Is Alejandro Jodorowsky involved in this surrealist conspiracy against sound investments? Now it all makes perfect sense.
He became a pacifist in El Topo, and I guess that attitude would damage the international trade in arms.
Come to think of it – he led the enlightened to renounce their personal possessions in Holy Mountain.
Even Topshop would struggle if we all adopted that attitude.
I wish my wife was this clean. Also available in soot grey. Not phrases you’ll have seen written on a white van.
When a white van is pristine clean, no one writes “clean me” on it. It would be criminal damage without a meaning to the message (except to a postmodernist).
Written on a dirty van, it makes a lot more sense. It’s a form of reverse graffiti or dust tagging.
Last year, Alexandre Orion dust tagged São Paulo with hundreds of skulls. He attacked the sooted walls of the underpass between Avenida Europa and Avenida Cidade Jardim as a protest.
He wanted city authorities to recognise the level of road pollution and do something about it. They did. They spray-cleaned the walls to remove his skulls. But he kept moving, and they had to keep cleaning.
In April this year, Paul Curtis dust tagged San Francisco’s Broadway Tunnel. Using stencils of plants and wildlife indigenous to the region, he created an elaborate mural. It cleaned the surfaces it adorned.
It was a project commissioned by Clorox Green Works cleaner: a commercial product that uses plant-based ingredients for “natural cleaning”. So still makes sense, right?
I saw this advert today for Bacardi on the streets of Farringdon today (click the map for an exact location).
Now London’s got pollution. No doubt about it. But when you see how faded the stencil is, you’ll guess the soot underfoot isn’t inches thick. There’s been no need to spray it off.
So is Bacardi an organic product, guerilla-styling its green credentials? Not unless Vinnie Jones has taken to tugging on green stems since we last saw him.
These kinds of reverse graffiti ads are popping up all over the place now. Sometimes they champion an anti-pollution issue. But more often they don’t.
Companies like Street Advertising Services are offering their high-pressure steam and stencils to polish the good corporate buck.
I don’t mean to diss SAS. Their heart’s in the right place. But this advertising is not.
To my eye, it looks like a white van spray-painted “clean me”. Somehow things have got a bit back-to-front. (Thanks to Giles for the original tip-off).
More on reverse graffiti at Environmental Graffiti.
More on ads cleaning streets at Springwise.
Round 1 - São Paulo, January 2007 (photos by Tony de Marco)
The general public terrorised by aimless, drifting clouds. Where still, stately adverts once filled billboards on highways and street corners, the hoardings now stood bare.
São Paulo banned outdoor advertising. And, joking aside, there weren’t many complaints. (Advertisers aside.)
Sure – some folks lost landmarks that helped them navigate the streets. Outdoor ads can have this auxiliary function when they stay put long enough. But the reduction of visual noise was and has been appreciated.
For the record, here’s a glimpse of what São Paulo was like before:
Round 2 – Tel Aviv, January 2008 (via Treehugger)
The central “Ayalon” highway was the battle ground. And once again, on New Year’s Eve, ads lost.
A 40 year-old law won – ensuring that “fields and hills will not be stained as well with objects foreign to them.” First shroudings were broadcast live on TV (see below).
Round 4 – Buenos Aires, August 2008 (via The Anti-Advertising Agency)
Buenos Aires will remove 40,000 billboards that are infracting the city’s code. That amounts to 60% of the city’s outdoor advertising. It’s projected to result in something that looks like this. But it won’t be illustrated. It’ll be so real your camera can taste it.
The billboards were causing a hazard to drivers. With the digital flashes and cavalier cab-driving of the capital, this move could match the pleasure of finding a seat belt.
Better still – the new codes insist that different types of signs are tailored to each district’s visual style. Now that’s personalisation. Localisation, for the literal-minded reader.
Round 5 – Atlanta, sometime in 1951 (photo via)
The lights are turned off. Not even the messaging of the sky to mist this scene.
Just two signs catch my eye: Coca-Cola and Club Perchtree.
Club Perchree has a strapline I wish I’d written: “Dine and Dance”. That’s all you need to know, isn’t it? I’d go if I was hungry and wanted to move my feet after the eat.
And Coca-Cola? Well – it’s Atlanta. Colonised by Coke as a 20th-century sugar plantation. The first brand flag stabbed into the landscape by its native conquerors.
Incidentally, although Butler’s Shop is highly visible it doesn’t interest me. What kind of shop? Don’t know – so I’ll go for a dine and dance instead. Maybe drink a Coke while I’m there.
The judges give a unanimous victory to simplicity in the city.
I’m an advertiser who lives in the city. So where does this leave me?
Content, for one. Excited, for two.
Because if you can reduce and organise, as John Maeda would say, you’re off to a start. Proceed with integrity – you’re communicating to other people – and you’ll be heading somewhere.
Not a billboard on your cobblestone highway.