Hugh MacLeod Writes Cartoons on the Back of Business Cards

Creativity That Fills The Corporate Void

If you look towards the top right side of this web site you will see an intriguing looking cartoon. These are “cartoons drawn on the back of business cards” by Hugh MacLeod, a New York City copywriter who has been in advertising business since 1989.

The Guardian’s Jonathan Glancy calls MacLeod’s work, “as dark and disturbing as a dry martini served with a razor-blade twist, as brilliant as a fluorescent-lit city morgue at two in the morning.”

On Hugh’s website, Gapingvoid.com, you can check out more of his witty creations as well as check out his copywriting work. He’s so good you just might want to hire him.

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