So you heard about the editorial room. What you didn't hear about was the epic story of its (non-)decoration. Part of the concept from the start was that it would be non-standard also in the colour of the walls. We even once had a colleague visit us brandishing the alluring title of coloriste. She was great, full of fantastic ideas, but, regretfully, neither we, nor perhaps she, had the clout ever to make it to the top of the queue when the men with the official paintbrushes were to be dispatched.
We gave up waiting for them about three years ago.
And then a thought. People put things on their office walls all the time. What if, say, you happen to know a really talented young lad, an admirer of Banksy, a lad whose work strikes just the right note for WebCom, a lad who might just be persuaded to spend a few day of his school holidays in front of a wall too long bereft of art?
What if said young artist, standing one day in front of said wall, asks: "What do you do here", and, upon hearing the answer, responds: " So it's about connections between people."
What if, in a few short days, said young artist, with a little technical assistance from his dad, transforms a mere gesture in the direction of googlishness into something genuinely unique, endowed with real art, a place since attracting colleague-tourists in their droves and filling webcommers' hearts with joy.
Well, here's how it went