I’m finally moving (my stuff) out of Mom’s basement, and once again, I can’t help but find links to veganism in a lot of it, even though 99% of the stuff in there was from my pre-vegan days. This one fills me with a tasty mix of shame and pride:
That would be, if memory serves, from about 20 years ago. To the best of my knowledge, I’d never, ever tasted tofu at that point in my life, so my work was entirely theoretical. Also, minus 5 points for an irrational obsession with insulation, though I will point out that I’d never insulated an attic at that point either.
I’m also not sure if I even showed it to anyone who’d actually eaten tofu (or insulated attics,) but among my fellow heathens of the day, we found it amusing. Now that I’m reminded of what I did, I feel compelled to stalk former co-workers on Facebook to ensure I didn’t stop them from ever trying tofu in their lives. You know, because maybe it’s more effective to undo an anti-conversion from the past than to try to win new people over to veganism now.
There were other drawings, some of which I might share someday (I can’t decide if I was a brilliant copywriter even then or if it’s really all been downhill for the last 20 years,) but they aren’t particularly vegan.
Well, maybe this one, tangentially. At least I knew what a carbohydrate was before Atkins hit it big:
On the bright side, I actually have a few modern semi-fake ads I want to make, but these newfangled digital tools keep trying to, well, OK, I don’t really know how to use them (I have no idea how I managed to make the cow and carrot logo. I might have been trying to draw a floor plan at the time.) A sheet of scrap paper and a pen might be the unblocker I’m looking for. Hell, if it wasn’t for the Google juice I’d write all my posts that way…
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