Showing posts with label Life. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Life. Show all posts

Sunday, January 27, 2008

Hatfield Be Thy Name



Who’s the real force behind Nike? Jordan? Woods? None of the above. Unless you’re a sneaker fanatic, you’ve probably never heard of Nike’s design Jedi, Tinker Hatfield.

Hatfield grew up in rural Oregon. “You either worked on the farms or participated in sports,” He says. “My dad was a coach. My mom was a coach. My sister married a coach and my brother was a coach. Sports were the center of our lives.” Although Hatfield excelled in Football and Basketball, it was his track spikes that earned Hatfield a scholarship to the University of Oregon.

Two years into the track program, Hatfield suffered a terrible leg injury. And For the first time, he faced the stark reality of not being a full-time athlete. Hatfield gave up track and immersed himself in the architecture program.

“I was already studying architecture but wasn't really passionate about it until I realized I was not going to be a professional athlete,” he says. “So I made the choice to explore design on a deeper, more committed level. I dug in.”

When Hatfield Graduated in 1981, Nike hired him as a corporate architect. He mostly designed Nike stores, office remodels and Nike’s extensive campus.

“I see architecture as a great combination of art and science and cultural experience,” Hatfield says. “I saw the spot at Nike as a way to get into an environment that offered options. It didn't hurt that my track coach at the University of Oregon, Bill Bowerman, was also one of the Nike's founders.”

But Hatfield’s stint as an architect didn’t last long. Figuring Hatfield could draw, Nike’s marketing director asked Hatfield to design shoes. “I jumped at the chance,” he says. “Designing shoes was where the real action was.”

Hatfield’s first major assignment was on the Air Max 1; and his inspiration for the shoe came from an unexpected place: the Pompidou Center in Paris. He was intrigued by the building’s exposure of pipes, air ducts and walkways.

“It was amazing to see this building, spilling its guts out into the world.” Hatfield says. “It really inspired me, because it really shook the world of architecture.” From this experience, Hatfield suggested Nike expose the air system in the Air Max. This design allowed for a larger air system, which increased stability and comfort. Hatfield’s design did not go over well.

Nike insiders scoffed at the original design of the shoe, stating it was far too vulnerable to punctures. “We can’t sell a shoe with a hole in it. I doesn’t even look like a running shoe,” Nike’s head of Running told Hatfield. Hatfield faced an uphill battle.

But Hatfield stuck to his guns. He even pushed a radical vibrant inspired by the Popidou Center. Eventually, Nike signed off on the Air Max. The exposed air system design became Nike’s trademark. The company has grown from selling track shoes out of a van, to a global force to be reckoned with. Nike raked in 4.34 billion dollars in 2007—a lot of shoes.

Hatfield went on to design the coveted Air Jordan line. Hatfield designed the shoe with direct input from MJ. The designer watched Jordan’s playing style, noting the superstar’s movements and style.

“He moved like a cat,” says Hatfield. “He was lanky, but when he wanted to he had power and could just launch. So here at Nike we talked about him being like a black panther. That drove the shoe's design. It had a paw-like sole, black leather and ticking on the side that looked like a cat's fur.”

Hatfield encourages designers and others to expand their education and knowledge.
“The larger point here is to broaden your experiences,” he says. “If you're in design, take some business courses. If you're in business take a design course. Before you go to law school, travel around the world for a year. Take music lessons. Get on a bus or rent an RV.”

Hatfield now serves as a mentor and advisor to younger designers at Nike. He now understands the importance of helping others. "There's something pretty cool about getting to that point," Hatfield says. "We used to have a sign in my work group that said, 'Make yourself useful.'"

Hatfield's done pretty well at that.

Wednesday, November 28, 2007

Cats Rule

Most people take a serious stance when you ask them if they're a cat person. Let it be known that I love cats. The little creatures have so much style and panache. A cat can make a jump from the floor to the table look graceful and elegant. Dogs lope around and bump into stuff. Small dogs quiver and nip and growl furiously.

I was back home this weekend and had a chance to spend some quality time with my cat Ozzie. Dad wants to rename him Newton cause he's taken a liking to nosing things (and by that I mean birthday cakes) off of anywhere that's not the floor.

Cats may seem aloof, but they're sophisticated. They'll come to you when the time's right. They're always looking good. Ozzie keeps his gloves and socks on in case a random need for formal attire arises.

Here's a super rad site that'll make your day. If you hate cats, you have some soul searching to do.



SOD is Love Will Tear Us Apart by Joy Division. Check out Jose Gonzales's cover too.




via Cute Overload

Saturday, September 8, 2007

Breaking out of the comfort zone


What happens when you reach a pivotal moment when you have to choose between staying cozy in your little rut, or really setting out to pave a course for a new phase of your life?

Well turns out, that's what I'm facing right now. Tomorrow I'm boarding a plane for Atlanta Georgia to check out a tremendous graduate level art school called the Portfolio Center. More than likely, I'll come out of this program with some really rad credentials and a portfolio that'll help land me a job in advertising anywhere in the country- maybe even the world. This sounds really dope, right? Truth is, I'm scared to death to go to this school. Long term, this path would provide me with a really lucrative career in advertising as a writer, or an art director. So what's holding me back? I love living where I'm at. I'm digging my hometown and I don't like drastic change. Moving from Salt Lake City to Hotlanta is a huge step for me. A step that will provide me with tremendous opportunities to enter a vocation that I love. But that means another two years of living on a college student's budget.

I'll throw in another variable to make things a little tougher. I could possibly have a great job at an good company. If I were to land said job, I could probably buy a nice condo and furnish it with all the latest IKEA furniture. I'd work away, BBQ on the weekends and amass some great toys...but would this be the long term best route for me? Perhaps not. Maybe I'll just end up hating life in my cubicle- eventually my life will become the personification of a Dilbert cartoon or an episode of the Office. I found a quote by Mark Twain (and I normally can't stand quotes like this) that says

“Twenty years from now you will be more disappointed by the things that you didn't do than by the ones you did do. So throw off the bowlines. Sail away from the safe harbor. Catch the trade winds in your sails. Explore. Dream. Discover.”

It all comes down to whether I can man up and make the move to Atlanta. I know that this is probably the right thing to do, and I know I'll experience some fantastic growth as I venture out on my own. I once told a good friend not to settle in life. Get a job you love. Success will follow. Do I have the balls to take my own advice?

Time will tell what happens. Meanwhile I'm hedging my bets by continuing to interview for jobs in my safe harbor. I'm kind of a wuss.

Friday, August 24, 2007

Age-old Questions


Here's some questions I've been thinking about lately. Maybe you've thought the same thing too.

How could Joe Pesci go from being such a putz in Home Alone to such a monstrous badass in Casino?

Why does my milk always seem to go bad the day before the actual expiration date?

How are preseason football rankings really made? Do these guys have an in with Ms Cleo?

Why does Ms Cleo speak with a horrible patois accent?

Who stemmed the horrible stereotype that women from the Caribbean have an unseen portal to the universe- more particularly, if you're doomed for relationship troubles?

Who keeps Cap'n Crunch on the market even though it rips the snot out of the roof of your mouth?

Has anyone filed a class-action lawsuit against Quaker Oats (maker of Cap'n Crunch) for soft palette damage?

Does Lil' Jon charge a per "YEAH" fee, or does he bill hourly?

Why do people enjoy NASCAR so much? (It's so predictable. Left hand turns for 500 miles.)

Perhaps you'll sleep better after finding the answers to these questions. I know I will.

Tuesday, July 31, 2007

Look Ma, I'm bloggin'/ Right Coast playlist.


Yo. I'm not exactly new to the whole blogging game. I manage a blog for a web site. some of my stuff might actually make you guffaw, laugh, or pissed-off. Good. I hope my insight and moods make you think about what I'm pondering. It makes for a cute little e-community type of thing (that's what the powers-that-be want us to think anyway).

Today I made one of the most epic playlists I think I have ever created. I dubbed this one "Right Coast." As you might guess this playlist comes from East Coast hip hop. Now all you hip-hop aficionados might crap on the playlist 'cause I included stuff from FLA. I know this stuff qualifies as Dirty South or whatever, But I wanted to include it. So What? This thing's poppin' regardless of what sub-genres the music actually belongs in.

Here's the list:

Size 'Em Up: Big L
Shorty Wop: Mobb Deep
Next Levels feat. Lil' Sci, Id 4 Winds, Stahhr: King Geedorah
Alive: Beastie Boys
Disciple: Nas
Got It Twisted: Mobb Deep & Thomas Dolby
Careful (Click, Click): Wu-Tang Clan
Scarred: Uncle Luke
I'm Hustling: Rick Ross
Beat The Clock: Ghostface Killah
Shut Up: Trick Daddy f. Trina
Santana's Town (dipset anthem): Juelz Santana
Whoa: Black Rob
Ya Playin' Yaself: Jeru the Damaja
Cherzchez LaGhost: Ghostface Killah
As High As Wu-Tang Get: Wu-Tang Clan
Nutmeg: Ghostface Killah
Simon Says: Pharoahe Monch
N.O.T.O.R.I.O.U.S: Notorious B.I.G.
Milk Em (MHE Dusty Mix): Ghostface Killah
One Love: Nas
Three MCs And One DJ: Beastie Boys
An Open Letter to NYC: Beastie Boys
Wu Banga 101: Ghostface Killah
Thug Muzik (Featuring Infamous Mobb & Chinky): Mobb Deep
Outta Control (Remix Feat Mobb Deep): 50 Cent
Put 'Em In Their Place: Mobb Deep
I'll Whip Your Head Boy: 50 Cent
Hustler's Ambition: 50 Cent
How We Do (Feat. 50 Cent): The Game
9 Milli Bros. (Featuring Wu-Tang Clan): Ghostface Killah
Shame On A Nigga: Wu-Tang Clan
Intergalactic: Beastie Boys
Concrete Jungle: Wu-Tang Clan
Deja Vu: Lord Tariq and Peter Gunz
Da Rockwilder: Method Man And Redman
Bump: Spank Rock
Rock Co.Kane Flow ft. MF Doom: De La Soul
Fazers: King Geedorah
Root Down: Beastie Boys
All Caps: Madvillain