About this place

About this place

Hello.

Yes.

You.

With two eyeballs and one scrolling thumb. Curious men wearing high hats, dressed like Mr Darcy sometimes wandered...

... into this place. P.T. Barnum's strange museum of lions, elephants and wowzers just to ask, “What’s he up to now?”. He’d glued together every morning stuff that didn't match.

I ate tacos and garlic bread once. It didn't match.

Barnum was weird... like me. Like us. I imagine he had one of those very small men who sings in Morse code? Maybe... I wasn't around back then. You probably weren't either.

Other curious, probably quieter souls wandered into Santa Maria delle Grazie, where Leonardo da Vinci painted dinner.

Yes—dinner. Leo painted The Last Supper veeerrry slowly. He had no other place to be apparently.

Bleachers were set up.
He painted.
He talked. People watched. I would have brought a renaissance era roast beef sandwich and watched also... I wonder if he hummed? Or chatted about church gossip and shadow theory and pasta sauce or whatever genius things geniuses mumble while covered in paint.

But alas... I'm no ring-master, or paint-master.

I just do things that involve people who don't look like me, act like me, speak like me. Sometimes they don't dress like me. I wander. I wonder. I make. I unmake. Participating in culture is my thing... Like Da Vinci and Barnum... this is my workplace. A garage door flung wide open, only for curious spectators allergic to this ubiquitous world we all live in. A world where people and work are virtually indistinguishable.

Shapeshyfter. A quasi-paid newsletter with interests in brand building, community and content told through culture. Most articles are paid, however much content you'll find positioned above each paywall.

This form of Shapeshyter chronicles creative work. Work driven by culture and deeper meaning. Shapeshyfter also exists over there. A second newsletter. More about lifestylish gnarly bits. A men's mag lathered in culture also. It's character rich and fun... I'm not just saying that! I am just saying that!!

Now, imagine this...

If I served you a Caligula-level feast made of:

  • A culture-based practice serialized like a Netflix series.
  • Odd little idea-glimmers (we all know creative work is based on cockamamie ideas.)
  • Cultural field notes
  • First-person unravelings
  • A brand building philosophy based on participation, not performance
  • Curiosity (untamed, insatiable)
  • Culture (the kind you live, not just post)

...would that be worth... I think I'm charging ten bucks a month? Would you tip your hat and step into the side tent? Again like Mr Darcy. Would you let yourself be surprised?

If yes—do your due diligence, click the wooing things, read the bits that wink back at you.

And if it feels right… I’ll see you behind the curtain.

— Alexander ManyFace