Let’s go back 9 months. End of 2014, meeting with Fred to discuss what we could do in terms of web design. A break in continuity, or continuity in a break. In short, change but not radical, but not young with old and not a cover-up, but at the same time not a reset of everything… And the logo? What do we do with it? We keep it, we throw it away, it doesn’t fit in a square, but the typography is nice, but then we keep it, but no there are too many colors, yes but we like it.
In short fortunately Fred is a guy in a hurry
and doesn’t like to waste his time! I think we will saudi arabia phone number data remain their worst customers for a long time. A few days (remember that several days is weeks, even months) later we have our boards and models for the new site. Yay! Brief with developers and integrators “Oh yeah, I thought we were just moving a few things…” I insist on saying that all these changes are fundamental.
That we have to make these developments
that everything is critical. Blah blah blah. Desired kcrj production date early January… We can celebrate Christmas in peace January 2015. Lunch with Patrick and Guewen To understand the cataclysm that will follow, you have to know that Patrick is the most brilliant doctor of Digital Ergonomics that I know and that Guewen is a little Data genius that even Google wanted to steal from us.
The verdict falls upon seeing the version to be have you heard seen the beach’s put into production: “Mathieu, are you serious? … there’s nothing going right…” So, re-brief with myself, with Patrick, with Fred, with the developers… I’m starting to lose my hair and to tell myself that Margaux, my future daughter, will be born before our new .com is online… The horror! March. I’m going on vacation for a few days with the feeling that nothing is moving forward but that we are heading in the right direction.
A bit like if in the middle of a labyrinth, with no apparent way out, a little voice is telling us “it’s this way… it will be difficult, but it’s this way…” Tears, blood and sweat as Winston used to say. April-May. Frustration. It’s that time when you see the light at the end of the tunnel… You reach out to touch it, to get out of it. And bam! Everything goes out. And it repeats itself tirelessly, with each retouch, with each “it’s good we’re there.