Say it ain’t so.

Nolan
Nolan Woodard, the original studio gunslinger, is bidding us adieu. In his letter below he describes his glorious tenure here at WK and what the future has is store. Leave him a comment and give him a handshake when you see him. Thanks, Nolan.

As some of you know, I am leaving at the end of this month and returning to vendor status. It’s been a good, long, eight years here at W+K, especially considering my move here had been “temporary”. Only Ademar, Shari, Lefore, and Frediani have been here longer than I. Guess that means I am “old school”. I remember the Dekum building with its exposed wiring and plumbing, before we had servers, when we had only a single color printer named Mothra (the b/w was Godzilla) which crashed possibly more than any server we have today, when we moved into this building, before retouching was in-house, when tissue-sessions were literally that, the Dark Times when the entire Portland office wasn’t much larger than the studio is today and studio could be counted on two hands, pitching new business like it was going out of style, and the hiring of some 200+ people in the past three years. It’s amazing how much you can pack into eight years. It’s been one hell of a rollercoaster ride and I wouldn’t have had it any other way. I am one of the longest running freelancers in W+K history and, quite possibly, the only to ever get a wall photo and business cards. Many of you have asked how I did it. Your guess is as good as mine but it has been an honor to work with, piss off, laugh with/at, be laughed at, punch and kick, take Long Lunches, shoot pool, and share all of these years with you. I leave behind dear friends, fellow geeks, fellow pervs, a Sith Lord, and adopted siblings. With all the sincerity I possess and joking aside, I’ll miss you all terribly.

To answer the obvious question: I’m moving to Atlanta, GA, to teach undergrad classes at SCAD-Atlanta, illustrate for Nike, draw a graphic novel about a serial killer, piss off a whole new city, and be closer to family. If you ever have need of me and/or my skills, just email and I’ll be there like the wizard Shazam is for Captain Marvel.

May The Force Be With You,

Nolan

4 thoughts on “Say it ain’t so.

  1. Paul

    This isn’t news to me, but it still stings. Nolan was one of the first people I met when I came to WK, and what can I say, he made an immediate impression. It’s easy to misread his oddly subdued nature as arrogance, which it is anything but. But I can honestly say, if there was anyone deserving to be arrogant, it’s Nolan. This guy is the shit. My family and friends know him anecdotally as the guy who can do anything, and nothing could be truer. He’s a true studio renaissance man. And with such an arsenal of skills, you’d think he’d be above most mundane tasks, but this guy never hesitates to pitch in in a pinch. There have been many times over the years I’ve asked for his help, not just because he’s fast, but because you know it will get done right the first time.
    There’s only a few of us left in the studio who remember the crazy fucking days, when we had but one real account (Nike) and we spent about two times a month pitching new business. There was but a handful of studio artists and everyone was expected to pitch in. All-nighters were a given on a regular basis, and if you couldn’t stomach ’em, you wouldn’t last. Given such an insane atmosphere, you bond with people in the same way you might bond with a comrade on a field of war, it’s trench mentality. We shaved years off of our lives, but it was fun. I mention this, cause I can’t recall one occasion where Nolan wasn’t there picking up the pieces, and doing a better and more efficient job than all of us combined.
    So, not to trump his letter in length, but let me leave you with this: we are so fucked. We’ll get by, but as I’ve told Nolan, he’s the only guy in the studio who truely can’t be replaced.
    Best o’ luck. You’ll be sorely missed.

  2. chris

    thank you for drawing those shoes .. And beers… and coffee mugs and…
    Everything else under the sun you made look real for a pitch that was not in fact real
    This makes me sad for us..
    Here will not be the same
    And it makes me very happy for you
    Take the ATL by storm!!!
    Pool halls beware
    -c

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