Mark Adkins

Creative Director

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Mark is a disco-era graduate of the University of Florida School of Journalism & Communications. A boiled peanut man trapped in a world of shiny polyester leisure suits, he survived this dark time by taking refuge in Eat A Peach played at disturbingly high volume levels.

For 30 years (or thereabouts), words and images have been his playthings. He is constantly searching for fresh, new combinations of these toys to help clients raise awareness, find customers, sell products and services, and become breathtakingly successful. He has worked in tourism, banking and finance, logistics, consumer services, the arts, technology, and many other categories – in both the B-to-B and B-to-C genres. He could name drop about right now, but he thinks that might sound a little uppity.

He wakes up every day determined to bring optimism, curiosity and love to every challenge that confronts him. Despite that fact that he may be doing so while wearing one blue sock and one black sock.

10 Random Things

  • I see wild animals in environments where they do not belong (i.e., Rocky Mountain bighorn sheep grazing on road side in rural Mississippi). Counseling has helped.
  • During the madness of everyday life, I try to remember that flying a kite is an option.
  • When Google asks me “Did you mean?,” they’re totally missing the point.
  • I love my family more than all the stars in the sky.
  • I dream of owning a classic British motorcycle. I do not dream of dying on one.
  • After being married to the guitar for years, I am now having a steamy affair with a sweet little tenor ukulele.
  • I once violated ICC regulations by delivering boot-leg beer across state lines to Mel Tillis. It was complicated.
  • I love music, except Zydeco, which is best reserved as a CIA interrogation technique.
  • I was born without a left brain hemisphere, so don’t ask me to balance your checking account.
  • Experts have determined that my occipital protuberance is off axis by 1/2″. This explains a lot.
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mark-title

Mark is a disco-era graduate of the University of Florida School of Journalism & Communications. A boiled peanut man trapped in a world of shiny polyester leisure suits, he survived this dark time by taking refuge in Eat A Peach played at disturbingly high volume levels.

For 30 years (or thereabouts), words and images have been his playthings. He is constantly searching for fresh, new combinations of these toys to help clients raise awareness, find customers, sell products and services, and become breathtakingly successful. He has worked in tourism, banking and finance, logistics, consumer services, the arts, technology, and many other categories – in both the B-to-B and B-to-C genres. He could name drop about right now, but he thinks that might sound a little uppity.

He wakes up every day determined to bring optimism, curiosity and love to every challenge that confronts him. Despite that fact that he may be doing so while wearing one blue sock and one black sock.

10 Random Things

  • I see wild animals in environments where they do not belong (i.e., Rocky Mountain bighorn sheep grazing on road side in rural Mississippi). Counseling has helped.
  • During the madness of everyday life, I try to remember that flying a kite is an option.
  • When Google asks me “Did you mean?,” they’re totally missing the point.
  • I love my family more than all the stars in the sky.
  • I dream of owning a classic British motorcycle. I do not dream of dying on one.
  • After being married to the guitar for years, I am now having a steamy affair with a sweet little tenor ukulele.
  • I once violated ICC regulations by delivering boot-leg beer across state lines to Mel Tillis. It was complicated.
  • I love music, except Zydeco, which is best reserved as a CIA interrogation technique.
  • I was born without a left brain hemisphere, so don’t ask me to balance your checking account.
  • Experts have determined that my occipital protuberance is off axis by 1/2″. This explains a lot.