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We are interdisciplinary zealots dedicated to blending creativity and code, philanthropy and commerce. Each of us is equal parts nonprofit patron, arts nerd, and tech junkie. We love what we do, and we love what our clients stand for. We are collaborative, inventive, inspired.

Meet the Team

Ashleigh

Ashleigh tells us that, though deep-fried worms taste like potato chips, her favorite food is frosting. A dedicated saxophonist, she has performed a halftime routine wearing only one shoe. When she’s not writing code, she's quarterbacking, scrapbooking, or playing Led Zeppelin on her Fender Cyclone. Though she was once mistakenly detained for grand theft auto, she is the proud and legally titled owner of a vintage Geo Metro. She’s a big fan of making macaroons, collecting bottle caps, and watching classic horror films.

Steve

Steve is a supersmart, mostly pleasant guy with a penchant for sardonic vinyl toys and Diet Coke. He's an ardent music lover, and though his recent tastes skew toward post-modern shoegaze, he once willingly attended an Air Supply concert. It is rumored that he has quite a high IQ, which is plausible but unconfirmed by MENSA. A serial early adopter, he can’t bring himself to part with his robust laser disc collection. When he's not connecting with clients and guiding our developers, Steve is often skipping stones and building model rockets.

Teresa

Though confused by long division and cooking, Teresa can ideate and design like nobody's business. She is a goldsmith in her spare time and enjoys collecting fancy hammers. She once met all of Pink Floyd, counted 17 shooting stars, and was seriously injured by a pot pie. When she's not strategizing and guiding FORM's creative team, she is probably soldering something, trying to get to Utah, or sniffing old books. She likes Icelandic compositional ambient music and spooning with her boston terrier, Hugo.

Katelyn

Katelyn says the best of all chemistry constants is 6.02x10 to the 23rd power, and who are we to argue? A rare combination of mathematician, athlete, and artist, she holds a master’s degree in accountancy, runs marathons for fun, and plays the heck out of Chopin’s Revolutionary Étude for piano. When Katelyn's not leading FORM's operations, she enjoys walking her dog, reading tiny dictionaries, and making lemon macaroons. She once broke a picnic table with her head and she's a fan of words, Warren Buffett, and the number 20,710.

Jessica

When she’s not helping our clients with web maintenance or digital marketing, Jessica can be found paddleboarding on Lake Erie, solo traveling in the wild, and thrifting for mid-century knick knacks. She plays funk on a purple Fender and her green thumb is so green, even her plants have plants. She never skips an opportunity to watch Pretty in Pink and she enjoys detailed plans, kitschy cookware, and a healthy frizzle sizzle.

Kory

Some of us suspect Kory is part robot, but since we rightfully fear robots, we're afraid to ask him if it's true. A real genius and clean code devotee, he guides FORM's programming team and makes magic of the web. He's also one heck of a baker, guitar player and Apple junkie. He owns a bacon-scented air freshener and microwaveable pasta boat. He is digitizing his entire DVD collection (he's up to the Gs). There is enough music in Kory's iTunes library to provide astronauts a non-stop soundtrack for 9.3 trips to the Moon.

Jessi

An avid athlete and outdoorswoman, Jessica’s favorite hobby is more hobbies. Hiker, painter, swimmer, actor, flutist, cat rescuer– she aims to kinda crush it with everything she tries. She loves Sichuan cuisine and has a designated color palette for all activities (Pantone 267 and 279 for climbing, obvs.) When she isn’t managing our digital marketing, Jessi might be drawing photorealistic zebras, accidentally camping on mountainsides, or loudly singing show tunes. She loves film and would read more books if she could do it while salsa dancing.

Emily

When Emily isn't managing our projects, she's busy neglecting house plants, sketching ex-boyfriends' cars, and crushing on Monty Don. She tries to grow vegetables and has eaten 730 cupcakes. A creative spirit and self-described lovey-person, Emily is a big fan of romcoms and keeps a hand-drawn record of all the flowers her husband has ever given her. She knows how to collect honey from bees, can make a perfect frosting curlicue while grudgingly dancing to Pitbull, and has a knack for finding the most inconvenient Airbnbs.

Hannah

As a child, Hannah was a noted marker artist, 4th chair trumpeter, and passionate porcelain cat collector. She was often in trouble for talking in class and named her toys with only adjectives. Studying in Europe, Hannah found that DaVinci’s Annunciation is larger in real life and that identifying shower gel from hand lotion is tricky when you can’t read Italian. When she's not designing for FORM, she enjoys live concerts, cafe mocha, and carving elaborate designs into pumpkins. Except for the Harry Potter logo. Because, come on, the letter “P” is so hard to carve into a pumpkin.

Michael

Michael is a man of few words and many board games (150, to be exact). In addition to writing code for FORM, Michael is a proficient hackeysacker and skilled MIG welder. He does not recommend sleeping in a 2004 Ford Taurus before running a full marathon. He keeps a mysterious blackbird on his desk, is a proud descendant of Johnny Appleseed, and likes dogs named after fruit preserves.

Rachel

As a child, Rachel admired the knife skills of Jacques Pépin. Today, she enjoys inventing new taco toppings and putting Old Bay on everything. She became a master of the bassoon because of her distaste for saxophones, and eventually performed Verdi’s Requiem for a PBS documentary in Prague. When she's not connecting with FORM clients, she sometimes makes eyeless hand puppets, prays to St. Anthony for her lost Roku remote, and plays Radiohead on the drums. She’s a big fan of public media, minimalism, and melancholia.

Josh

Josh is one of the few people we know who has lived in a shipping container. On purpose. Twice. When he's not directing FORM's digital design or blushing about his pile of AIGA awards, he is probably communing with nature or learning to tie a fly. He once led a clandestine effort to poster Frankfurt with messages about healthy work-life-balance. His doodling and handwriting are so geometrically perfect that some say he uses The Force to conjure it. He is the second-tallest FORMie, which comes in handy when retrieving Kory's errant Nerf darts. He loves stuff like outer space, red shoes, sriracha sauce, and Tycho.

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Someone Said

Overheard and out of context. Hang around with us long enough, and you might find something you said posted here, too:

The conference template fills me with dread.

What about ferrets? Ferrets are weird.

You're the Sherlock Holmes of the digital age.

It looks like a big dinosaur protecting a translucent bag of smaller dinosaurs

The air doesn't taste like pancakes!

What are these ribbons your horse keeps winning?

Move. You're where my Diet Coke goes.

It's like The Sixth Sense, but with tacos.

There are four purses in my purse.

I just blew my nose in my notes.

I've been thinking about that wolf tie.

Who is Batman and The Drumstick?

Stop counting the dents in my can of food.

I was working, until I got distracted by this Madonna song.

They're like the seagulls of birds.

Salad's nasty.

Lower case "m" is the best letter.

Something is wrong with the server.

The meatball machine is broken.

It should be a little Burt Reynolds.

They have that dirty ketchup money.

Never get into a fistfight with a puppeteer.

These zombies look like cauliflower.

Every time she raises her hand an egg dies.

I'm not giving my money to YouTube. YouTube is all horsey and gross.

Make it extra-white. #GGGGGG

1-2-3 Cheeseburger Lane!

Look at the eyes on that Red-Legged Honeycreeper!

You're eating the chicken crust.

I think I'm gonna have to set something on fire.

Your hat smells like bologna.

They're switchin' browsers and clearin' cookies!

I'm trying to think of a more magical word for practical.

The football game or the moon landing?

That's great, now there's bacon bits in my keyboard.

What can I say? I have uncontrollable eyebrows.

Can you bring your horse?

If this were a book, I would totally read it.

Internet Explorer is ruining this.

What don't you think should be converted into a fish tank?

Batteries? Seriously? What is this, 1985?

I had some chicken wings in my car that I was going to give you. 

Dark Mode is ruining my life.

I had a pencil sharpener shaped like a boat.

No. They don't have budget for robots.

I can turn my funks off.

The wild cheeses grow aplenty here.

I'm dealing with some very important kangaroo things right now.

I've never had much luck with rabbits.

Long story short... I'm a genius, and we don't need a new Roomba.

Those stupid little pickles.

Is hot dog one word or two?

This knob makes me want to get drunk.

I mean, how much Jeff Bridges can you have in one movie?

I'll die if I smell like a hamster.

Our sponsors are our butter, our members are our bread.

This tastes like Steve's car.

There's a lot of outer space.

The 80's called and they want their wine back.

I don't think real cowboys do this much ironing.

You see that giant hot dog?

They'll do anything for a ribbon and a hamburger.

Math is black.

Steve, you should come look at these sandwich pictures.

I can tell by the look on your face that you're not going to be of any help.

The hands are the face of the arm.

I'm out here changing the Internet.

I feel like I just try too much sometimes.

Settle down, Mailchimp.

I once smuggled a Subway footlong in my sweatshirt pocket.

I've never seen the 80s.

Can you Swissify it?

I just wanna eat this sandwich.

That's why I'm walking away while you look at pictures of Rob Van Dam.

I’m getting a full-on chest plate tattoo of FORM riding on the back of a magical unicorn to show my appreciation.

More bugs than expected. 4 stars.

The dog arrived before the paintings.

You look at your astronaut food. I'm gonna work.

She’s like the Taylor Swift of silversmithing.

I keep thinking about that wolf tie.

I just smelled fries in my head.

My middle toe went numb and I thought I had something in my shoe.

A guy named Jerry has 20 watermelons in his truck.

Eating peaches with a spoon stinks.

One time I set myself on fire.

Pockets full of coffee.

I don't like the weather tellin' me what to do.

I can handle a lot of Jeff Bridges in one movie.

I can still smell Steve.

I'm sorry about the div.

Like, the food kind, or the magical kind?

Then I thought, why not just make it Helvetica?

Acknowledge my math!

Did you just raise the roof on jQuery?

Maybe it’s coincidence, maybe it‘s Oppenheimer.

It'll be in the Someone Said that's in your heart.

I don't know who you think you are, coming up in here with a taco.

I just keep making ears by accident.

How am I supposed to get through my workday when I have to take care of all these tiny people in my phone?

Adam Driver is the Sarah Jessica Parker of men.

I want a corn dog scented candle.

Don't come at me with your popcorn problems.

It was like B-side Tony the Tiger.

It smells like the 80s.

Light the content candle!

I'd rather be Garamond than Papyrus.

This is not your grandmother's website!

I'd try human. (on the topic of cannibalism)

How much bread would it take to feed a scorpion for a week?

They should do Animal Crossing on the moon.

Must. Resist. Cacao.

It's broken.

It's a torsional thing.

I'm bringing iFrames back.

It doesn't work in Safari.

It looks, feels, and smells great!

It's dark and gloomy with zombies, but I think I'll keep my sunglasses on.

It's like, the Jedi.

It reminds me of an old calculator.

Beige is not an image.

Can I be Josh for Halloween?

Please pray for Mrs. Haskel's tomatoes.

Oooh, it's propagating!

It's like, I read books, but I also party.

Fancy code is the only kind I write.

Emotionally, my hands are in my pockets.

Gettin' mean... in a nice way.

Sassy Cap'n McBeef O'Brady

Oh I'm smart! I'm artificial!

I wanna smell how cold it is.

I'm no stranger to a rotten banana.

It's like an easy bake oven for adults who like chicken.

It's the web equivalent of a junk drawer.

This is too helpful.

I'd go to a goat rodeo.

Teresa, you haven't given me an answer, you've only given me s*!%.

I can't wait to put that on a T-shirt.

I don't foresee whales having cell phones.

I'm sitting down here with Hot Popcorn Hands.

Helvetica Light makes me think you're lying.

My goal is to live until 2085.

This phone call is messing up my hair.

You just have to hope for the best until it doesn't happen.

Steve's probably listening to Fiona Apple.

I thought I was done with zombies.

Was that Rod Stewart?

It's too Skittly.

He's got an eyepatch sorta vibe.

It's what's for dinner.

Rhinos are a big deal.

Thankfully, Mercury in retrograde ends today.

Try not to make it too caskety.

I switched to the California Raisins pillowcase last night.

I'm thinking like four, maybe five steps ahead of you.

It's like if I had muscles but with quarters.

Oh, sorry! I'll just rewrite the Web.

I think I was bitten by a rattlesnake in a past life.

I'm just not used to Kory wearing pants.

Let's talk about donuts.

Check your email before you put your pants on.

'M', as in Machu Picchu.

I try not to have too many hobbies.

It's been two days since Monday.

Cat-flavored ice cream?

It wasn't like that a minute ago.

Her abs look like a turtle shell.

The cats came with the man.

I think what we should probably do, is nothing.

But, Saul Bass already used all the good shapes.

I don't recall there being an h in leprechaun.

I need a more magical word for "practical."

I am the ghost of Tractor Supply Company.

I wish I could draw RoboCop.

You forgot the witch supplies!

I tried the peanut butter trick with Jelly before.

Whoa! That's the monkey!

Is that horse wearing shorts?

It's like a new Tool album for me.

I'm trying to figure out what kind of harvester to use for canola.

I don't want to chase the red sweater. I just want to buy the red sweater.

Those weren't professional quality mustaches.

I can’t type expletives without the expletives.

Not wearing black is Emily's pink.

He sucked at watching TV.

Wait 'til I get this gas station food, then order in.

You wanna do hot dogs Friday?

You can't out-do the fish with sneakers.

You have some mustard on your forehead.

Steve, let's go somewhere, just you and me.

Are pigs becoming extinct?

I didn't want to spend $40 on a banana costume.

It's a pickle wearing a cape; I think it's self-explanatory.

The donut button isn't working.

Instructions unclear, I have peanut butter on my hands.

Babies aren't supposed to look like Woody Harrelson.

I can get behind an animal with a handlebar mustache.

These people drive like animals.

It's too sausagy.

Let's see, so the chicken goes in the middle...

That horse looks like Burt Russel Crowe.

No one is as f*#¥%#! good as Katelyn. She’s got two degrees.

In Belgium, there's a tax for things that are too multitasky.

Entertainment Tonight is where dreams go to die.

You do seem like the type of guy who'd drink pickle juice.

That's a good lookin monkey.

I've looked at that alpaca all day.

Well, we have mustaches upstairs.

I'm programming in my head.

Why is the llama-cam shaking?

I bought a Chewbacca shirt but I keep forgetting to wear it.

He's magic. He's practically a leprechaun.

I said something about sausage, but I don't remember what it was.

Stay in your happy little design world.

I'm wing-dingin' it.

I got this whole thing of Silly Putty stuck on my sleeve.

Have you heard about the whaler-pirate guy?

It's like a statue of my dog with a mustache on it.

There are no conifer trees in here.

I'm not at a place in my heart where I can eat a bear.

I'm gonna make websites out of wood.

The Muppets are my Downton Abbey.

Are we going to a place I can wear slippers?

I'm going to pull out the Real Joe Pesci Hat.

Murderer at nine o'clock!

I don't want this bacon on here any more.

Well. I guess we're having stock photos for lunch.

I only got to Utah before I quit.

If the Long Island Medium were here, she'd freak out.

I think what we should plan to do, is nothing.

Facebook's telling me I'm fat.

I don't like wearing pants.

Why'd you put me out like that about the Lion King?

I want the whole tomato.

Please ignore me collating behind you.

Why is there a piece of cheese in my purse?

I can't juggle a fish, that's for sure.

Always cut toward your innards.

Beige is not a color.

This sushi is quite delicious. If you like the taste of death.

I'm gonna rock that perm!

PBS is very : colon-y.

It doesn't work in IE.

I can't wait to dance on the grave of that site.

You can't ship pickles.

I've been to New Jersey?

That's just how I like my mugs: Cheap and Swiss.

It was working a minute ago.

Did you say "jQuery" or "Katie Perry"?

Michael do you want something pumpkin-spiced?

Look at his bag of hot dog boxes on the floor!

It's like a pair of pants, for your car.

Location ID = 23 Bread Bowl = False (AKA: The Breadbowl Module is Broken.)

I know how I like my files: Large.

I hate Internet Explorer.

Activate the chicken!

I found Pickle Doritos at a rest stop.

...And that is why you don't wear sandals to Blossom.

No cults or dying, please. It's Friday.

IE is the DMV of the Internet.

No amount of money is worth your husband having a mustache.

Yeah I'm turtlin'!

A pickle chip got caught in the wheels of my chair.

Is this the collective smell of humanity?

Gonna write up the changes on a stone tablet like it's the Jurassic era.

It's like, the future.

Also, they have a great toe box.

C'mon. Lemme see your turkey burgers.

No, *YOU* need megadoses of vitamin D.

Squirrels don't have pants.

There is no light, only Dark Mode.

My version of a beard is a hat.

Come and get it, Sammy Hagar!

I can't solve a three-year-old's bee jokes.

400 pounds plus adrenaline, and I could flip a car, easy.

I have an item of boot business to discuss.

Did I do that during the pandemic?

Your sweat smells like Dolce & Gabbana.

I'm sorry I'm not a sock connoisseur.

You're always picked last and your pasta smells.

There's a lot of dirt down here.

It's too Skynrdy.

You should watch Labyrinth if you're into Muppets.

It’s just weird that this is like a “walkin’-around” place.

Is that a convertible hearse?

If it's not moist, I'm not interested in having it thrown on my desk.

(on St. Patrick's Day) Happy Thanksgiving!

I love mint-forward.

What's that band? 100 Haircuts?

It's like Top Chef, but with vodka.

I have a weird cheese story for you.

Is toe box one word or two?

You reach into your heart and pull out a potholder.

I'm trying to use your design elements but I'm not sure I like them.

It's not urgent, aside from the building being on fire.

All caps, all the time.

I just had an Emeril moment.

Mister-I'm-Never-Wrong!

What is life if not just a series of great chairs?

It's like a clown car of drawers.

My whole life is a circular formula.

I'm not trying to make my turnips rot you guys.

Why'd you walk over here like Stone Cold Steve Austin?

I'm going to look up thesaurus in the dictionary.

An ice cream truck drove through this design.

A person can be positive, AND also inappropriate.

There's wine on your motherboard.

If you had a hot dog roller and went shopping for sausages, things might change.

How would you get DNA from Elvis?

I've been here before - I was looking for a baby!

We have flippage!

Remember when you threw décor at me?

I would put that in Someone Said if it wasn't so disgusting.

It works!

There is no reason for Bob Evans.

That's why I don't eat it out of a can; I eat it out of a bag.

Bring it all to the corn dog party!

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