We don’t want an Art Director.
We want someone who shakes the Hand of Adam in the machine, while pulling stardust from the sky.
Someone who sees Pantone 165C in the rays of a sunset.
Someone who can balance Bauhaus with Die Brücke.
Someone who knows what the f^%k Gestalt means.
We want the artist that paints in pixels, with ideas like DaVinci.
We want the art director who can channel the beauty of Caravaggio, the wit of Magritte and the irreverence of Banksy all in the same day.
So, if you struggle against the “good enough,” if you reject the easy and the obvious to seek out the truly original, let’s create together.
No wait. Let’s sell ice in Antarctica.
If you are an ink-stained badass with a gallery in your head and a copy of Archive in your hand, keep reading.