Everything we experience forms a part of who we are and what we do and therefore what we offer. We rely heavily on the arts to inspire us and this is critical to us as individuals as well as a business.
Everyone at Creamer and Lloyd has their own budget for research and inspiration. On a regular basis we share on our website the best experiences we’ve had.
An amazing community initiative which we did on Queens Head Street in Islington.
A stills camera that also shoots video. It is a thing of beauty (in the hands of the right people).
http://www.canon.co.uk/for_home/product_finder/cameras/digital_slr/EOS_5D_Mark_II/
Apart from her staggeringly beautiful songs (and singing), one moment: Asking for some crowd participation in the form of whistling, she issued a caution, "I should warn you I am a phenomenal whistler." And she was and is.
http://latitudefestival.co.uk/lineup/artist.aspx?AID=db933e89-63c2-43ba-9971-262f0c47df22&venue=Obelisk%20Arena&artist=Laura%20Marling
We walk in to shops where Ollie hasn't been for a year. And it's as if they've been waiting for him all this time. Not a beat is missed, conversations resume, chai is brought out. The thread of the relationship is not broken by distance or time.
http://www.mumbai.org.uk/shopping/chor-bazaar.html
In the UK we've lost the excitement of language.
In India almost every article I read relished the telling. This wasn't oneupmanship by a writer, this was endemic.
http://timesofindia.indiatimes.com/
Low tide would reveal a golden kelp. But I didn't know there were so many golds. Every day I waited for the water to go.
In a haze of sunshine Grandmaster Flash proved he was still as cool as ever. Every tune elicited a roar of approval as we revisited hip-hop anthems. Left tired and happy with the grime of East London between our toes.
http://www.lovebox.net/tv/video/pShWb3WMLME/
Flowers, feathers, a perspex baby grand, strange intimate chats with the audience and then a voice which left us reeling and heart struck.
http://www.womad.org/artists/imogen-heap
69 and still singing and growling. He strung out sentences and beat up the rhythm. So his lyrics stumbled along almost out of sync. This was sheer artistry.
http://www.hopfarmfestival.com/home.aspx#/line-up.aspx
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