“He was the sweet-talkin’ son of a preacher man.”
The University of Texas at Austin
Advertising, Astronomy, Español, Psychology
1990 – 1994
My dad was a brickmason and I definitely inherited his work ethic as his apprentice every summer. But helping him with his side hustle on weekends taught me to be a storyteller, presenter, and persuader. So I’ve come to think of him as my first advertising professor.
They should’ve sent a poet.
Our next door neighbor was a best-selling author and amateur astronomer. They looked out for me and I spent many hours looking through their telescopes pondering the universe while reading Carl Sagan. At one point, I had more astronomy hours at UT than advertising.
Thanks papa.
As an undergrad, I was accepted into the post-grad Texas Creative program. Sadly, I was unable to complete the sequence and barely graduated at all.
More sadly, my dad didn’t get to see me finish school. But he got to meet my wife and infant twins and that’s what matters. Tonight as I look through my own telescopes, I’ll see him along with many family and friends cheering me on.
To infinity and back.
I’ve always been intrigued by the nature of creation, creativity, and infinity. Don’t get me started on different-sized infinities…
So thirty years after graduating with a BS in Advertising (one of my favorite jokes), I’m following those interests back to academia with a focus on researching Quantum Creativity Coherence, aka where Big Ideas come from…
Darrylism #423: If everyone got it, it wouldn’t be revolutionary now would it?
