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A Declaration of DIY Independence

C.2009 by Hazel Dooney

I figured out early in my life that if I wanted something, I had to make it happen myself.

I was raised in a feminist household. I was given the same freedom as boys my age but I had to shoulder the same responsibilities and be equally strong and capable. In the fairy tales I was read, princesses rescued themselves and didn't aspire to marry the first man who offered them a crystal slipper.

The DIY ethic has always been deeply ingrained in me as an artist. I produced my first, very successful exhibition myself but later, I allowed myself to sucked in to an increasingly archaic and inflexible commercial gallery system. Over time, I became dependent on it, despite a decreasing number of sales.

I lost personal contact with collectors, curators and critics, as well as my reasons for wanting to be an artist. When I complained of this isolation to the gallerist, I was told, "The last thing you want is everyone interested in your work" – as if ubiquity and accessibility were anathema to art. I was offered one, two-week exhibition a year,"subject to availability of space", for which I paid the gallery 50 percent of gross sales as commission, plus expenses. Among the expenses were thousands spent on advertising and promotion in which the gallery featured more prominently than my art.

When the exhibition was over, it was almost impossible for collectors to find out about what I might be working on next, let alone when I might be showing again in the future. The gallery was too busy selling the next artist (who might prove to be a better meal ticket) to be bothered with either unsold inventory or works they had yet to see.

Dealing with institutional or public galleries wasn't – isn't – much better. In their cloistered world, entirely dependent on public funding and big-money private patronage (oh, and gift shop sales), even the best-known living 'fine artists' are discouraged from curating their own work. Large-scale exhibitions materialise despite, not because of, academic prejudices, croneyism and turf wars, and are hide-bound by bureaucratic constraints. So much rides on these institutional shows that they can only pay off if they're hyped as 'events' and living artists are usually a lot less bankable than dead ones.

Now, thanks to the web and a plethora of social network tools, a younger generation of artists has been able to regain control of their work and their careers and nurture a direct, one-on-one relationship with everyone interested in their work. They no longer have to rely on traditional bricks-and-mortar spaces to exhibit and they can use a combination of new and old media to to distribute awareness and understanding of their work. They can also network with artists and entrepreneurs outside their own home towns to create multiple opportunities to collaborate or connect with new audiences.

Even better, they get to keep the lion's share of whatever revenue they generate.

DIY has been embraced as an mainstream ethos, devoid of any taint of dilettantism. A recent edition of the UK newspaper, The Independent describes electro-poet/musician George Pringle as Britain's most exciting new talent. She has set up her own label, through which she is releasing her self-produced debut album. It's available to download on Amazon, Tunecore and 7Digital. "Girls don't challenge themselves enough," she told the newspaper. "It's like being a damsel in distress – waiting for a knight in armour to sweep you up and take you to a recording studio."

The power of the web has forced even the lumbering dinosaurs that are large record companies to concede more creative control and a bigger cut of the action to the artists they want to work with. But small, independent labels have been doing it for years. Tummy Touch Records released a limited edition of just 100 Pilfershire Lane Box Sets, a multimedia work that was also a 'debut album' by musician, Tara Busch. Curated and designed by Busch and collaborator Maf Lewis, it blurs any boundaries between conceptual art, music and self-promotion.

In order to wrest back their freedom from an archaic system, visual artists have to become as innovative, adaptive and willing to experiment as artists in other disciplines. They need to re-think not only how they exhibit their work – and increasingly 'exhibition' sounds as anachronistic as 'videotape' or 'hardback edition' – but also how they can control and increase access to themselves, a key to making their work more coherent, cohesive – and commercially viable.

Commercial is a not a dirty word among artists anymore ( it was always a snotty, 19th century, Romantic prejudice that deserves to be disposed of ruthlessly by 'next generation' artists). After all, true independence requires self-financing. And yeah, that means goodbye gallery advances and government grants.

I've been accused, within the comments of this blog, of 'loving money'. But this criticism doesn't recognise the difference between greed and acquiring the resources needed to be able to do what I want, when and where I want, with my work.

I still use commercial gallery spaces for my own, self-produced events but the income I generate and my self-funded and self-organised logistics and communications – my studio's own mailing list numbers over 7,500 entries and I have personal contact with a couple of hundred collectors – allow me to maintain a high degree of control and creative direction.

By not relinquishing my involvement in the sometimes awkward business side of my art, I have little or no dependence on middle-men. As a result, they have no leverage they can use to constrain or direct me. My increased earnings are invested in the means to create new work and produce future shows. I can afford a small, well-trained crew to ensure that my unmediated (and undliuted) self and my work are distributed as widely as possible. Having something to say is one thing, having someone to see, read or hear it is just as important.

A direct connnection with everyone who's interested in my art, especially interested enough to buy it, is key. Collectors don't just buy the work. They buy into the wider scope of the artist's vision. Their support enables me to create more art and at the same time, encourages me to take more and greater risks, something that commercial gallerists, who rarely have a clear idea about what collectors are really interested in (mainly because galleries are too busy gazing longingly at their wallets to listen closely to them), actively discourage in their artists.

Nevertheless, I am also realistic that many of my collectors are looking for a good return on their investment and so I assume some responsibility for ensuring the value of my work continues to rise.

Having regard for the role money plays in the art is hardly new among artists: Pablo Picasso, Andy Warhol, David Hockney, and Damien Hirsthave all kept a close eye on the hundreds-of-million dollars their art and 'brands' have generated. And it's not just a 20th or 21st century phenomenon: Michelangelo left a 16th century estate worth many millions in modern-day dollars, which included a palatial villa overlooking Florence: even in his early career, he was infamous for his 'push-it-to-the-limit-and-stick-it-to-em' demands on powerful Church and aristocratic patrons.

Independence costs money – but dependence costs freedom. The first, DIY steps towards independence can be hellishly difficult but this is infinitely more preferable to naïve, self-negating surrender to the mercy of a creaky, unproductive, discouraging and isolating commercial gallery system that is, in its present form, doomed.



Rock n Rolla

C.2009 by Hazel Dooney

The owner of a small, new gallery in rural Victoria was surprised when I agreed to her hesitant suggestion that I might consider her space for a show.

A lot of artists, curators, gallerists and some collectors think there's a pecking order for commercial galleries, according to the artists associated with them, the size and location of the spaces, the credibility and perceived acuity of the management, the money behind them, and so on. They talk of there being the 'right' venues for emerging artists and the 'wrong' ones for artists with established reputations, as if some spaces should be deemed to be 'beneath' a venerable 'name' or acknowledged money-maker.

I think of galleries the same way a rock 'n' roll band thinks of venues: there are good and bad ones, there are ones that have a bit of history or a better weekday crowd, but you pretty much play them all when you're on the road. And as long as the crowd gets into what you're playing, a cramped, smokey chicken-wire bar at a truck-stop in the middle of nowhere can be as much fun as a slick 'big room' or a swanky theatre in the heart of a city.

Punk and No Wave bands in the 70s and 80s and grunge bands in the '90s used to eschew large capacity venues for the club circuit. Even stadium gods like the Stones have been known to warm up their aging chops in small, local dives before heading out on their million-dollar, multi-national tours.

Of course, late 20th and 21st century artists have long been encouraged (by gallerists, mostly) to think of exhibitions as being more occasional, elitist and, well, reverent than a music gig. It's a residue of a 19th century Romantic notion about so-called fine art that I just can't stomach. So, next year, I am planning a series of shows around the world that will open within a few weeks of each other, each featuring different works, in different media, in very different types of venues, from small, single rooms in major cities and rural towns to rambling, museum-like, multi-room spaces in suburbia.

I'm also doing a few talks and 'one-night-stands' at universities and artist-run spaces.

At it's simplest, it's an experiment. I can exhibit new work and at the same time, meet some of the people who have found their way to me through my various virtual spaces online – just as they have to a new generation of young musicians, film-makers and performers. I can also test the idea that, in this post-Web 2.0 age in which concepts of 'ownership' are increasingly tenuous, there's been a radical shift in the locus of real value in the arts – a value no longer determined by scarcity but by ubiquity – from the art work (the 'product') to the artist (or 'producer').

When it's over, I'll follow the routine of road-weary musicians and return to the studio to compose new works. Who knows? Once I have a new 'set', I might take it 'on tour' again.

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Hazel Dooney



Life Study

by Hazel Dooney

I used to be in love with Tracey Emin. She was bold, self-made and bolshie, and she didn’t care what anyone thought of her. I fell out of love when she stopped making her art herself and began writing about being a celebrity for The Guardian. It turned out that she cared quite a lot about what people thought of her.

Before Tracey, I had a crush on Cindy Sherman. She was an older woman, and someone on whom I thought I could model myself. It ended when I realised that all she really had to offer was a sense of fashion, and even then not her own. There were other women, other artists, all of them older and successful within a system that had once favoured only men with fame and money and the opportunity to be more than a footnote in art history. It was only later that I figured out that it was just an elaborate con.

I am not love with anyone anymore. And I have stopped believing in a lot of what is thought of as art these days. It’s as if a couple of hundred dull-headed, middle-aged men and women – not just artists, but educators, curators, gallerists and critics – have come up with a set of rules to define what real art and real artists are. The rules are vague, and yet still as constricting and moralistic as anything concocted by a Reformation cleric. Which is, I guess, exactly what one should expect since art became a kind of religion in the late twentieth century, a cargo cult for the upper middle class, with the artists themselves playing makeshift shamans.

This is one of the rules: love has no place in art. The conceptualist American artist Jeff Koons, who was once a highly paid marketing executive, insists that art has been too subjective in the past, too concerned with the messy, emotive sprawl of self-expression, as opposed to what he calls objective art – art so sanitised of the germy interior life of the artist that his or her only role in its creation is an idea. The actual making of the finished work, the elements of craftsmanship, are for him best left up to others – preferably others who have no real interest or engagement with the artist other than interpreting his instructions with as much technical precision as possible. In Koons’ world, being able to draw or paint or shape a material is a drawback: traditional skills are a distraction from the process of conception; they are too easily subverted by the awkward, unrefined impulses of inspiration that dance at an unpredictable tempo within an artist’s heart and psyche.

Koons’ self-serving view is exactly the sort of glib schtick that was served up as critical theory to me in art school, where every student had to come up with a justification of his or her work in front of a group of peers and lecturers, an ordeal that was no more enlightening than a heretic’s inquisition. The works themselves were incidental (no one really looked at them) – what mattered was how you talked about them. We were told that this would happen in the “real world” – that we needed to learn how to deconstruct and qualify, that our artwork was necessarily less without a complex explanation. I recognised early on that what they were really talking about (without realising it) was what brand marketers refer to as positioning. I learned to think like a snake oil salesman; I learned to spruik my wares – never mind the quality, feel the width. Of all the bad habits I learned at art school, this was the hardest to break.

Truth is, I didn’t last long there. I dropped out after just six months. A decade later, I am one of the few former students of that year still practising art, and the only one who is painting full-time and supporting myself from my work. What provoked me to leave art school was the sense that the art I was being “taught” was so leached of both technical rigour and emotion that it had been reduced to a kind of glib in-joke between teachers and students. For example, one work that garnered faculty acclaim was a series of dirty, elongated pillows mounted on a wall, vibrating. Another consisted of an ironing board at erection angle penetrating the open door of a clothes dryer. While viewers snickered, and the artists diluted any potential academic criticism with well-practised, casuistic ‘spin’, these were ultimately empty works that appeared to revel in their lack of ‘craft’. And, like nearly all art of this time, they were reliant on context – being in a gallery space – in order for them to be viewed as art at all.

As a student, I was left with no illusions as to what was valued at art school – painting and drawing were nothing but quaint anachronisms. The highlight of my two terms at art school was a mid-semester “exhibition”, held in the church-like, asbestos-ridden building that served as the studio space for first-year students. Not recognising it as an artwork, a guest had left an empty wine glass on a plinth atop which a small mount of powdered ochre was piled. The work’s creator, a mature-aged student, was enraged. “That’s my art!” she screamed. She snatched the glass up from the plinth and threw it a dozen metres through an open back door. It shattered loudly against a brick wall outside, stopping all conversation and focusing everyone’s attention on the irate artist. Performance and installation art were encouraged at this art school, and it was agreed later, by students and faculty, that this incident had been the best example of either ever produced a first-year student.

I had my first solo exhibition a few years later. I ignored one of the art world’s unwritten rules and organised it myself. I sold out the show and garnered some good reviews. Since then, from time to time, I have tried to do what everybody else does – to follow some, if not all, of the rules. And yet I am happiest and most successful when I don’t.

“Only criminals and artists defy the rules,” Denis Diderot, the eighteenth century philosopher, once observed. (I should cop to the fact that I am no different from my peers in today’s junk culture: I sample, I “appropriate”, so my references are second-hand and suspect. I haven’t actually read Diderot. I read an article in which Malcolm McLaren quoted him, and what I know about Malcolm McLaren is that he managed a band called the Sex Pistols before I was born.)

Most artists don’t defy the rules anymore. They just pretend to – or, as the British artist Damien Hirst once put it: “What I really like is minimum effort for maximum effect.” In the developed world, the success of an artist is measured in the same terms as that of a lawyer, stockbroker or entertainer: disposable income, the number, size and location of the houses they own, and the series number of their new BMW. The art itself has nothing to do with it. The most successful artists appear on lists of the rich and powerful in the business press, and as if that wasn’t enough, the art world creates its own lists to massage its burgeoning pile of egos. Last year, Hirst topped ArtReview’s Power 100, overtaking the New York art dealer Larry Gagosian, who managed to hold on to second place ahead of Francois Pinault, the French owner of the British auction house Christie’s.

Damien Hirst’s lust for celebrity was – is – always transparent. Still, I wanted to believe that the women I admired were different. I was once young and naïve enough to hope that gender alone might ensure that the ambitions of an older generation of mainly American contemporary female artists – among them, Cindy Sherman (now aged 52), Jenny Holzer (aged 56) or Barbara Kruger (aged 61) – were less prosaic. But no, celebrity was as much a core of their career plans as it was of Hirst’s. Their work wasn’t about revolution, it was about recognition, about renown.

It only got worse with the next wave, the mainly British forty-somethings such as Tracey Emin, Rachel Whiteread and Sam Taylor-Wood (who made the savvy career move of marrying Jay Jopling, the famed founder of London’s White Cube gallery, and architect/co-conspirator of the Young British Artists phenomenon). These women figured out that if fame came fast enough, and the money was big enough, it might lessen the impact of inescapable questions about their talent and credibility. Their accomplishments have reflected a triumph of commercialism over art, their successes as reliant on message, positioning and timing as any corporate marketing strategy: art as commodity, artist as brand.

Emin particularly has made it plain that art for her is just a means to an end – she has talked of wanting to be dubbed a Dame by the Queen, but if she’s not careful, her end might be a role as a wicked step-sister in celebrity pantomime at Christmas, the fate of every faded British Vaudevillean TV personality and pop star.

There is nothing new about fame and money being intrinsic to a successful art career – during the Renaissance, artists such as Michelangelo were multi-millionaires by today’s standards, as well as being confidantes of princes and popes. I have no qualms admitting that I pursue both.
Today’s hollow, hypermediated celebrity should not be confused with the recognition accorded to previous generations of artists, for whom it was hard-earned and based (with few exceptions) entirely on a substantial body of work. Emin is known for her sensationalist bed installation – itself something of a salacious media construct – but also for being drunk, and for careless talk about her once troubled life, a confessional process that, according to her detractors, has less do with reality than with a kind of performance art. Her prices – and her appearance fees – reflect her ubiquity in the media, her talent for good copy, more than they do the significance of her work.

For those of us who are of a younger generation, it has been important to shift the emphasis back on to the body of work – to seek attention, sure, but to feel that we’ve earned it.

In his book What’s Wrong With Contemporary Art? (UNSW Press, 2004) Peter Timms describes the Australian artist Patricia Piccininni as a designer rather than an artist. “Her installations remain at the level of concepts,” he writes. “We sense her lack of involvement”. Actually, we more than sense it – she has boasted about it. Her best-known sculptural and photographic works are derived from concepts recycled from the discard bin of Koons’ objective, hands-off ethos. And, like the work of Koons, Hirst and other contemporary conceptualists, her works echo the glossy sheen and plasticity of high-end luxury goods, making it is easier for well-heeled consumers to associate them with more familiar brands – Chanel, Prada, Porsche, Apple, Bose – and immediately understand and accept their relative value.

Most of the artists of the generation immediately before mine are designers. Surprisingly, given that they have grown up under the insidious influence of conceptual art, their work demonstrates an astounding lack of intellectual rigour (often taking the form of a simple puzzle or an elaborate joke), and no sense of history. Individual works are so derivative as to be bordering on plagiarism – for example, Emin’s My Bed, 1998/99, is a dull reworking of Rauchenberg’s Bed, 1955 – and if you review this 40-something generation’s work together, it is revealed as obvious and superficial.

Being banal on purpose is no excuse: banality as a comment on banality is … banal.

When Marcel Duchamp turned a urinal upside down, signed it R. Mutt and exhibited it as “found art” in 1917, it was revolutionary. Not any more. The old, late-1970s punk ethos of artlessness – of playing and singing badly, sampling randomly and making ineptly – is no longer provocative. The new punk is about raw skill and having something powerful to say. This is particularly important now that digital tools have enabled so many more people to create, even if originality has been over-run by appropriation, and artisan skills by software and processing capabilities that can’t quite replicate the slippery inexactness of the hand-made. The new punk isn’t a twenty-first century form of Luddism, nor is it a rejection of electronic facility for some idealistic, nineteenth century idea of the purity or superiority of the human touch. It’s about a restitution of subjectivity, of re-emphasising the direct relationship between an artist’s interior world and the individual work, and about the value of an artwork being determined by the skill with which the artist conveys that relationship to the viewer. The purely conceptual is not enough.

“Making money is art and working is art and good business is the best art,” Andy Warhol famously once said. I like money. It enables me to make art all the time. At the beginning of my career, I was told by a reputable gallerist that there were two paths: I could show at artist-run or institutional spaces and gain respect; or I could show at a commercial gallery, sell my work, and be able to earn enough to make art full-time. For me, it was a no-brainer. I chose to show at a commercial gallery, creating the same works I would have if I were showing at a non-commercial space. My works at the time – the works for which I was to become well known – were large, glossy, highly structured and accessible images painted with enamel on canvas (and later on board). Populated with female stereotypes derived from advertising and entertainment, they confronted what bugged me about the increasing commodification of art. They sold well, but the critical assessment was cautious.

Two years ago, I had an exhibition at a well-regarded private gallery. At the opening party, an art critic whom I knew quite well admitted that he now saw my work in an entirely different and more meaningful way – simply because it had been presented in a different context. I couldn’t help but think that he was a bit of a prat.

I have been making and exhibiting art professionally for almost ten years now. It’s not just a vocation; it’s my way of processing the world. One of my early mid-size works, enamel on board, will fetch, according to the uncommitted circumlocution of one major auction house, “low-to-mid-five-figures” in the secondary market. In the past few years, I’ve had solo and group shows in most of Australia’s capital cities, as well as Tokyo, London and New York.

Art is big business. Many young artists – younger even than me – have ended up rich, famous and critically acclaimed very early in their careers. Too often, it all just evaporates. And maybe that’s another reason why I am conscious of walking the razor’s edge between respect and celebrity, even as I work hard to increase my prices and my base of private and institutional collectors. In a hundred years, Damien Hirst will be remembered, along with Bruno Bischofberger, Larry Gagosian and Nicholas Serota, as one of this era’s great art impresarios. Tracey Emin and Sam Taylor-Wood have a shot at being mentioned in a couple of footnotes, the sticky residue of all that high-profile publicity they courted in their lifetimes, but none of their works will be in the “canon” of great twenty-first century art. Over the last millennium, the few artists acknowledged as “great” didn’t bow to passing fashion or economic imperative, let alone spend more time socialising – even with royal patrons – than making art.

I might be wrong, but I like to think that my generation is less seduced by the money and hype of art that comes easier now than ever before, and that its creators are more concerned with using it to their advantage to make art all the time, and become better artists.Still, when it comes to business, we are also breaking new ground of our own.

I used to be represented by important galleries in Sydney and Melbourne. I left both this year when I resolved to try to work outside the traditional gallery system – which, more and more, has come to resemble the stables of champion racehorse trainers, each vying to win a season of million-dollar races. The system has never really worked for – let alone with – most young artists, even if they are making good money. I am still trying to work out whether it’s possible to have an informal relationship with a handful of gallerists in a way that shifts the balance power into my hands, rather than theirs; meanwhile, better established artists – such as England’s Stella Vine – are going so far as to found their own galleries, and to represent themselves.

My generation has an advantage: it’s the first to have globally networked electronic media at its disposal. Still, exploiting these is about more than building a website and creating an email list. I use software for client relationship and inventory management, and I subscribe to online services that track prices for my – and my peers’ – old and new work. Email encourages frequency and depth in my communication with collectors and curators, and I am able to coordinate exhibitions of my work in two or three countries simultaneously, and have direct contact with local gallerists and the press.

A fronte praecipitium, a tergo lupi. Alis volat propriis. (In front is a precipice, behind are wolves. She flies with her own wings.) When I left art school, I had these words tattooed in an unelaborate sans serif font on the inside of my left arm – a promise to myself to succeed in art, whatever the obstacles. These days I operate as both an individual and a virtual corporation – an evolution of Warhol’s reconfiguring of the artist’s studio as a factory – and the functions of each are discrete. As an individual, I make the art I want. As a corporation, I shift product. Three and half months before my next solo exhibition, twenty per cent of the works to be shown have already been sold.

There is reward, after all, in thinking differently.

Article courtesy:

Hazel Dooney


Graphic Designers take charge of their own destinies
October 21, 2002

Art students acquire a varied art education throughout their school years. Beginning with foundation courses, a wide variety of art disciplines are introduced to the student in order for them to decide what they would like to concentrate on—whether it’s fine arts—sculpture, painting—or the commercial arts—illustration, design. After foundation courses, the student is expected to choose the discipline they would like to focus on for the duration of their time in school.

When a student decides to become a graphic designer, a wide variety of assignments is given throughout their studies. These may include: designing an ad, magazine spread, logo, book cover, record jacket, etc. One may think that in the real world, life will imitate school and the diversity of assignments would continue. But, a rude awakening is discovered. For example, a designer who accepts a first job in a company designing educational books is ready to switch jobs but soon finds out that they are being pigeonholed in that area. Why does this happen and why is this a common widespread problem?

When a head hunter interviews a designer, the resumé and designer’s most current experience is of utmost importance. If a person has been designing educational materials for a certain amount of time, it is assumed that they are unqualified to work on trade books, let alone at an advertising agency. If a person has been designing logos and corporate annual reports, they are not qualified to be designing trade books. I find this set of standards to be very stifling to a designer’s career.

At The Cooper Union School of Art in NYC, illustration is not offered in the curriculum. At the time I was enrolled at Cooper Union in the ’70s, illustrators were sent to Parsons School of Design as exchange students. You were not a graphic designer and an illustrator, but one or the other. Meanwhile, some of the most world renowned illustrators attended Cooper Union—Ed Sorel, Milton Glaser, Seymour Chwast, and many others. Some of these illustrators are also graphic designers.

The following is the beginning of a preface written by Roland Young from the book, Marks ll - Jay Vignon, A Graphic Vision. Like most people, artists choose names to define themselves: “I am an illustrator (I am not a designer).” “I am a designer (I don’t do lettering).” “I am a lettering artist (I can draw).” “I am an art director (I can’t draw, but I can think).”1

This is a recurring problem in our business and it is difficult to cut through these stereotypes. Who created these definitions and limitations and why do designers become so defined by what we do? Creative people should be able to be creative in all areas. If a designer designs a book cover, there is great likelihood that this designer could also design a magazine spread or logo. Many designers are tired of feeling locked in by the powers that be and are taking charge of their own careers. They are in control of their own destinies instead of allowing the market to define who they are.

Here are a few ways for a designer to go about this:

• Start your own design business and go after the clients and projects that you choose.

• Develop your own projects which can be of a personal nature to fulfill your creative needs.

• Do pro bono work for nonprofit organizations and fulfill your needs by “giving back” and contributing to society.

• Invent your own products and be involved with every facet of them, from creating the product to marketing it.

Designers can become entrepreneurs and act as their own client as well as have financial control.

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How Do You Define A Well Designed Company Logo? 1

If you want to know if your logo is a good one, you first need to realize why you need a company logo in the first place. Of all the things you do to create a brand image, creating you logo is one of the most important. Your logo is the key to building the identity of your company. That's not all it's for, though. It should also communicate a powerful, positive and enduring message to your current and future customers.

Imagine all the places you'd like to see your logo printed. If you're just starting to develop the identity of your business, your logo will go many places. It's not just for stationary and business cards. Nowadays, you have to think about the Internet, and there are also the classics of the newspaper classifieds and magazine print. The trick is remembering all these uses when working with your designers.

You know you have a successful logo when it conveys both the character and the nature of your business to the people who see it. How does one get all those ideas into one little graphic? Here are some tips: Be clear with your designers. When you order your company logo design, give them a clear picture of the tone you'd like your logo to have. Make sure they have a clear understanding of your business and your clients. But remember, you are the businessperson, and they are the designer. Take time to ask them what they think would be best.

Make sure you find an experienced firm to handle your logo design. They can tell you the best kind of logo for your business. Ask to see their market research about the kinds of logos used in your industry, and make sure they have an understanding of your competitors' logos and their effectiveness. From there, they should provide to you a set of logos from which to choose, and then they will customize your choice until you are satisfied.

To make sure your business stands out from the rest, don't go with cheap amateur designs. Just as in any other industry, the professionals know best, and spending that extra money can provide great results for the life of your business. These days, many design firms have packages for even the smallest of companies. So look into your options, and make sure you check out a company's portfolio and pricing before you commit. When you find the right firm for your logo needs, you can come up with the perfect design for a reasonable price.

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The making of company logo design 2

Believe it or not, the most important part of logo design happens before the designer even starts to sketch. The power of any logo comes from the original logo concept. This concept is the image you envision the logo representing for your business. First, think of a simple thing that relates to your industry. It may be a computer for a software company, or a vacuum for a cleaning service. Or it could be more abstract, like a blurred image for speedy service.

Don't just go with the "in" style of the day. Changing your logo in the future can be a costly expense, so try to imagine something that will look fresh in 10 years. You don't want to have to reprint all your stationary and business cards just because bubble letters went out of style.

Think about the style of your logo. There are several of these out there, which you've probably never thought of, so here's a primer:

Iconic logos: These are some of the most common you'll see out there. They're simple, usually just one graphic element, icon or design. They often include the company name on the bottom or to the side of the graphic element. When utilizing and iconic image, the best figures to go for are usually symmetrical geometrical shapes. That way, they can be placed anywhere and they'll still look balanced in the layout.

Logo types: These words are graphic in themselves. Think of Sony, Kellogg's, Coca-Cola and IBM. There are no drawings, per se, but these words express as much in their design as they do in their meaning.

Illustrative: You'll know an illustrative logo simply by its eye-catching design. This is probably the most impressive (and also expensive) kind of logo to create, as they are detailed and try to represent the company's business using just a graphic.

Integrated: This is the combination of illustrative and logo type. The words and pictures work together to create one solid logo. These are a rarity because they are the most expensive to create.

To wrap up, logo design is one of the most demanding areas of graphic design. Logos have a big job to do: they represent your company, convey your image, and greet customers on the face of your stationary and business cards. Choosing the right company logo design, and the right design firm, is one of the best things you can do to help your marketing efforts.

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Choosing the right colours for corporate logo design 3

What's in a color? More than you might think. Since you're more likely a businessman than an artist, we're here to give you some helpful tips on picking the right palette for your logo.

For your corporate logo, look for colors that:

Convey a positive message: Think about the colors of your industry. While black is great in sales, it's seen as a depressing color in much of the rest of society. Green is great for a lawn service, bad for a bakery. Choose the colors that represent the best of your work. Brainstorm by writing out the names of colors then writing beneath them the things they represent in your business. Choose from the best of those to create a positive feel for your corporate logo.

Convey the feel of your work: Think about the energy and emotions of your business and try to find a palette that reflects them. A high-energy business is most likely to go with bright or neon colors, while a more muted business, like a funeral home, might choose a softer look.

You enjoy: Go with your own style. You'll have to live and work with your logo the most, so it should please you first and foremost. These colors also reflect more about you than you realize, so you will be revealing the character of your business in the process and speak to potential customers about who you are.

You wear: Nothing says professional like a coordinated color palette. Think about uniforms and your own personal wardrobe, especially if you work one-on-one with customers often. If both your logo and your attire use colors that reflect the attitude of your business, they will work to reinforce each other and create a stronger impression on your potential and current customers.

Match or complement each other: Look around at what colors you put together in your home or in your outfits. Choosing a clashing color combination will reflect poorly on your business, while choosing coordinating colors will provide a more pleasant image for your customer. Don't put two bold colors together. That will make your logo too harsh on the eyes.

Contrast each other: Think about many popular color combinations: the Orange and Blue of the Florida Gators, the red and green of Christmas. These colors are complete opposites. When you use colors that contrast each other, you can create an attractive and clear logo while only using two colors.

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Building an E - presence with some help from your logo 4

All companies have their own value proposition - the unique reason for their existence - which is why customers should take their business there. While you?re busy running your business, you probably don?t have time to spell out what yours is. However, a company logo and marketing program aren?t enough. Your value proposition needs to be loud and clear.

Your company cannot stand on low prices or wide selection alone. It doesn?t matter if you have unique services or the best services. Your value proposition needs to be clear, as prominent as your logo.

After developing your company logo, your value proposition and your general corporate brand, you need to make sure all aspects of your business translate to all media, especially on the internet.

Going online doesn?t mean you need to water down your message. With proper planning, the integrity of your logo design, your brand and your value proposition can come across even stronger on the World Wide Web than on paper.

Just like opening a shop on the corner, opening a Web site for e-commerce doesn?t necessarily mean people will show up. A bricks-and-mortar business uses its geographical location along with recognition of their company logo as an advantage against their competitors. The benefit of the internet is that you don?t have to pay for expensive real estate. But you need to be at the major intersections of search engines and the popular interest. The way you do this is through your brand, value proposition and other factors.

Your e-presence depends on how people talk about you and return on a regular basis. Developing your e-presence is about more than good Web site design and a good-looking logo, although those are important aspects. Your credibility depends on company logo recognition and cultural recognition of your brand.

Once you have a strong logo design and an established brand, you need to think about added these elements to your site:
-Sophisticated, exciting design: Make sure your site looks professionally designed. It should include an easy-to-navigate layout, clean graphics and a consistent theme and look across all pages on your site. Think about how your site reflects the image you want to come across about your business. The aspects of logo design, colors and style should reflect your theme throughout.
-A company logo that represents your business: Make sure your site displays your logo prominently on all pages. Use the logo and other features to enhance the experience your user had.
-Easy navigation: Customers should have access to any page from one or two clicks from the home page. You can use menus, site maps and shortcuts to attain this.

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