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October 31, 2011

Steve's Eulogy

Start your day off with a good cry, as I just did, by reading this exquisite eulogy to Steve Jobs, given at his funeral by his sister, the novelist Mona Simpson.

October 30, 2011

Shelley Menning Chiat

Shelley
Photo by Chuck Phillips

I received this lovely reminiscence of Steve Jobs from Shelley, Jay's second wife, who lives in Malibu. She is still, I'm told, as sweet and lovely as when we all knew her from the Golden Years at Chiat/Day.

steve,

no doubt so many of us are revisiting the time we spent with steve jobs, and this seemed to be the place to share the memories. here are some of mine.

steve and I had been locked on a sound stage for days shooting “this is an apple… and this is an apple.” with dick cavett. we wrapped the last day and were walking home as we had done many nights before.

suddenly he took my arm and stopped. “shell,” he said, “i just realized something.” steve’s observations were always compelling—reductionist, razor-sharp, singularly steve. “what?” I asked.

he gazed around, then up at the evening sky. “life,” he said “is very poorly lit.”

earlier in the year we had spent the night in his first house. he had just moved into it, and with the graciousness that characterized him, he gave me the only furnished room. in that room were two things, both on the floor: his futon and a $375,000 tiffany lamp.

steve spent his days illuminating ours. jay connected us to our passions, steve connected us to each other. both of them found more in us than we found in ourselves. again, we are in the darkness. again, it didn’t help to know it might be coming. again, we’re shocked and sick with grief. as we share our sadness, I can’t help feeling that the only other person with a lantern has left us now as well. the loss is, as steve would say, insanely great.

in my dream of his ascent, steve meets soen nakagawa roshi, zen master monk/extraordinary poet/calligraphy creator-- someone I think he will love. and in his enigmatic way, steve becomes nakagawa’s words:

“at last I have met my own cool star.”
xoxo s.

October 19, 2011

Newtons


Newton

I'm proud to say that I own two of them and they both still work!

October 15, 2011

Memories of Steve Jobs from Brian Portzel

Those of you who worked in the LA office may remember Brian. Big guy, blonde hair like he skied down Alps all day, rosy cheeks and totally devoid of the ability to even THINK anything unkind about anyone, let alone say something unkind. (Wait a minute, the vision of a late-middle-aged lady just came into my head.)

I remember a time when we had to make some major layoffs at the office. I looked at my list of employees and decided that I had to cut the fewest people, which meant going after the ones with the most seniority. That meant Brian. When I told him, it was as if I had killed his puppy. He would have walked on nails for Chiat/Day.

It's one of the worst business decisions I ever made in my life. But in the frenzy of layoffs, when the CFO types are yelling at you, you panic. I certainly panicked. I've made a person apology to Brian, but I wanted to say something here.

So what brings this all up now? Because Brian just sent me his fond remembrance of working at Chiat/Day ...

Hi Steve,

I don't recall ever feeling so sad at the passing of someone I didn't physically know but had an almost philosophical bond with as Steve Jobs. I'm now 50 something! Regardless of what most of the other folks say, the truth is that we(you and I) go back further than most in the IT world(it was IS then. I think back to the Biltmore Hotel from time to time fondly as well. Remember Roger, or what about Steve's wife, Leslie, are they still married? It was always a little odd going to work in a Hotel. We even had computers stored in old bathrooms with cement in the drains to keep the smell out. I think I was one of the first of the "new" IT folks, Jay had just put you in charge and I solved that system 36 problem for you so you hired me. I doubt anyone except you and I even remembers the system 36. Does anyone really have a clue what we went through in those days to keep things working, the long nights, "reorging files" from mag tape machines or our huge 288mg removable disk drives!! Let's not forget Rob McCarthy in beautiful downtown Bakersfield. What about the moves and office designs. I remember fondly renting a jack hammer and trenching a ditch across the alley between the Warehouse and the Antioch building in order to get the Wang Network pieces in (A and B units with the lovely Headend). Oh well, just my two cents.

THANK YOU,

Brian Portzel

Memories of Jay and Steve from Brazil ...

From Fernando Stickel in Sao Paulo. (You can see the original blog entry - with photos) at http://www.stickel.com.br/atc/


I do not know him personally, but somehow the life of Steve Jobs and his ingenious creations was interwoven with mine, for two main strands:

1. The personal computer
When I lived in New York in 1984-85, need to write my resume, and I ended up taking off a freelancer who wrote in a primitive PC with DOS, black screen and green letters, I sat beside him in an apartment on Seventh Avenue and was correcting what he typed, printed at the end of the session is the result of a dot matrix printer.
I made this way several versions, and returning to Brazil to continue the work needed.
By a fantastic coincidence, met in Bruno Campos do Jordao Mortara, a friend of my ex-wife Jade, and I saw on the table in his house a magazine with the title "Desktop Publishing", I asked what it was, he explained that with the Macintosh computer was possible to create a publication upon his desk.
I thought as much, and started working with Bruno and his Apple computer, numerous studies done in this way, years later in 1997, directed by Bruno, I bought my first Mac, I became a loyal user ever since. Between 1997 and produced 99 full my book "here has something" on a Power Mac G3. Needless to say my phone is an iPhone 4.

2. Jay Chiat
I met Jay, fabulous human figure in New York in 1983, and had the privilege of becoming his friend. In 1984 its advertising agency, Chiat / Day, was responsible for one of the most famous campaigns ever made, the release on national Superbowl in the movie "1984" that introduced the world to the Apple Macintosh.
In the same year came to New York where he lived until December 1985.
The contact with Jay, hear their stories from the world of advertising campaigns for Apple, Porsche and Energyzer, go home on 34th Street, and along with his friends was a unique experience for me, irreplaceable. Through him I met the studio of the architect Frank O. Gehry had dinner with actor Dennis Hopper, fiddled with the artist Joseph Cornell boxes and drove his Porsche a day in Los Angeles, and spent two seasons in a row on the Cote D'Azur. I learned from him also on the positive side of the "American Way Of Life", entrepreneurship and objectivity, the appreciation of the work and make things right, creativity and intelligence.

The deaths of Jay Chiat in 2002 at age 70, victim of prostate cancer, and Steve Jobs, 56, victim of cancer of the pancreas, marked for me the end of a cycle, two men of genius who knew how to say no of modernity, efficiency, beauty and intelligence, with great humor and generosity. I met Jay closely, Steve and his legacy are part of my life ...

October 06, 2011

Steve'e breakfast

You will recall that when Steve Jobs came into the NY office, the heart of our receptionist, Gina, turned to Jello. She knew his birthday was coming up, so she wanted to something special for the Man Who Has Everything. Since he had just flown back Cupertino, I said, why don't you send him a real New York breakfast? She loved the idea.

So we went out and got a gift basket with a checkerboard cloth, a New York Times, a bagel, cream cheese and various jams and marmalades. I arranged to send it by same-day courier. (They had those in those days.)

We waited by the phone. Nothing. I finally called the courier to get a signature. It had been signed for ... by another woman.

Gina was crestfallen.

R.I.P. Steve Jobs

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Died Wednesday night of pancreatic cancer. I can hardly wait for you to meet Einstein.


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October 01, 2011

Why you love your iPhone ...

From a fascinating article in the New York Times by a about why people "love" their iPhones:

I conducted an experiment to examine the similarities between some the world’s strongest brands and the world’s greatest religions. Using functional magnetic resonance imaging (fMRI) tests, my team looked at subjects’ brain activity as they viewed consumer images involving brands like Apple and Harley-Davidson and religious images like rosary beads and a photo of the pope. We found that the brain activity was uncannily similar when viewing both types of imagery.

Why you REALLY love your iPhone ...

From a fascinating article in the New York Times by a about why people "love" their iPhones:

I conducted an experiment to examine the similarities between some the world’s strongest brands and the world’s greatest religions. Using functional magnetic resonance imaging (fMRI) tests, my team looked at subjects’ brain activity as they viewed consumer images involving brands like Apple and Harley-Davidson and religious images like rosary beads and a photo of the pope. We found that the brain activity was uncannily similar when viewing both types of imagery.