((((((dabitch))))))

First person to tell a Bill Hicks joke gets slapped btw. only kinda kiddin.

I'm very sorry for your loss, dabitch.

If the whole breathing on you in close proximity helps, i'll do it.
Nice to have had a mentor.

thanks arse_hat. :) I'm feeling a bit odd getting so emotional. When my principal (and main tutor = HUGE massive BIG influence on me) died in 2001 I recall getting back to work within two minutes and then asking my work partner if I could have a moment at lunch to find a church to light a candle in. = pretty cold, but yeah I was upset.

This time I cried before my eyes finished reading the sentance "Paul Arden has died". Oh maaaaaan. Wow. I didn't even realize how much he impacted me. I'm such an idiot.

thanks eth and box

I'm sorry, dabitch. You're lucky to have spent valuable time with him.

*tenderly administers hugs and whuffles*

*Hugs dabitch extra tight*
I'm so sorry for your loss.
What a great story, though! I think the firecrackers you're referring to are what we called "snappers" and it was totally clever of you to use one.

I'm sorry for your loss. Take care of yourself.

It IS great you got to spend time with somebody who inspired you and guided you. But I'm so sorry to hear about his passing... *hug*

He sounds like a great talent and somebody it would have been awesome to know.

(((dabitch)))

Be good to yourself. I'm sorry to hear that he passed.

*hugs dabitch*

I'm so sorry. He sounds like a great man.

Did I ever tell you guys how much I lurve you?

Seriously, thanks so much for hugs. I'm temporarilary shattered and it really helped to see friendly handles giving me hugs. Hugs hugs hugs back!
He was very cool, and very strange, and extremly great at what he did, but advertising isn't like that anymore - or like Paul once said "It's not the eighties. Life will never be like in the eighties again." It's a shame we're loosing the "art direction" which Paul was the God of, in the craft of "art direction" these days. I dunno. I just poured myself a drink to stop me being silly and weeping for someone who spent small amounts of time with me, but if you spread it out over the whole lifescale you'll see that damn the man had impact. I wonder if he did that to everybody. Probably.

I mean he once held a lecture whre he was in his trademark suit and next to him was a naked man. Paul pointed with a stick to random meaningless graphs on a board and the naked man walked around and spoke as if he was the Alphaman in the meeting but only speaking in gibberish. "Sure, the people who came to watch might not get it, but they'll never forget it." Paul later explained.

Oh and there was that time where he upset everyone in Cannes by holding "a lecture" and al he did was arrive on stage, grab a chair and let a chelloist next to him play her way through evey graph he showed. Paul himself never spoke.

Sorry, dabitch. Sounds like an interesting guy.

i, too, have had a stiff drink for the missing. The 80s were so many very different things to so many people, and yet all so very decadent/extreme.

*stiff drink cheers* True. The eighties, man. Thanks.
(actually it's the official meetup drink 'cuz I don't have anything else in the house as usual)
I'm now going to watch the film again (and giggle at 10 when the man can't get through the hospital door) and try not to be sad. Man he made some awesome Levis ads too. Awesome as in OSSOM.

We should drunkenly imagine our 80s apple ad.
*clink*

Ha!

Actually now I jut remembered a British Airways ad that he did that had me so fooled.

So I'm in this theatre to watch a lecture and we know it starts with ads. Ads are shown on the big screen and occaisionally Paul would stop them and say something. So he showed a British Airway ad starts on the screen where some man is strolling through and enjoying Paris with some woman. As the romantic clips of a lovely city go on, with all the usual "romatic shots" complete with fall-leaves and romantic snuggles etc, a woman in the real theatre audience begins to holler back at the screen.

-"That's my boyfriend!!"

I don't really know about everyone else, but I sank deep down in my seat embarrased for her, at first I think she's just bragging or something, but she continues, louder: -"That's my boyfriend. PAUL! and even louder, standing up: - "PAUL! What are you doing in Paris with that woman!?" At this point I nearly died in embarrasment for her but she went on - and lo and behold "Paul" on screen responded to her! -"Mary? Mary what are you doing there? Mary I can explain..." and the woman in our audience yells "It's over!" at "Paul" and then storms out of the theatre in a huff, slamming doors and all. End ad on the screen - tag: Paris weekend getaways with British Airways for as little as X (or words to that effect)

The lights go back up and on stage stands Paul Arden grinning from ear to ear, knowing full well that he had fooled us all for a second. Great ad.

Gentle whuffles to you, dear.

I know what it's like to lose a mnetor.


It sucks.

Thanks for sharing your memories with us.

Levis Oil Rig - his ad.

Have hugs and whuffles from me. I understand how this could affect you. He sounds like he was a genius of the unexpected.

Now I'm sad how often I don't get to hear about awesome people until they're gone. I'm glad you got to know him.

::hugs dabitch::

*hugging you tight*

*hugs*

dabitch, I am so sorry. I'm watching his short film now. He sounds like we was a very interesting man.

genius of the unexpected.

How perfectly well put! Paul would like that description.

Again, thankyou all. (hug) Didn't mean to steal all the whuffles for the evening. Now I will do the sensible thing and try and sleep though. Glad I wasn't alone in sitting up half the night being all weepy. Thank you.

not in but uhm, as in you guys were here for me. My english sucks after some pıtu.

i have never whuffled before and i may never whuffle again, but i'm glad you feel better.

While it hurts to lose someone I just want to add something. Rejoice in the fact that you had such a mentor in your life. You have a lot of pain now but that's because you had all that good in the first place. *more hugs*

*hugs dabitch*

I'm sorry. Sending bunnywhuffles to you.

dabitch he sounds like a thinker - those stories are great! How awesome to unsettle the masses - and make *them* think. That's always been my personal definition of art.

Don't beat yourself up for feeling the loss. It's normal, and you should honor it.