An accidental entrepreneur, Charlie ran his own design studio, produced independent feature films that competed at Sundance, and earned his MBA with summa cum laude honors in Finance and Marketing. Before Mother, Charlie worked at Ogilvy on brands like Motorola, UPS and Coke Zero (to name a few).
Danielle looks after Mother Design as Managing Director of the New York studio. At work she prides herself on creating the space for creativity to happen whilst pushing teams to deliver the most impactful work.
How her mother would describe her in one sentence: A caring, courageous individual with an infectious enthusiasm for experiencing new adventures and a determination to make every moment count.
Bringing an international view to Mother, Marianne is a Brit, by way of Australia (briefly) and New York (not-so-briefly), who now calls LA home. She has led communications for some of the most creative agencies and their clients, globally. Her newly-created role at Mother aims to apply her decades of experience to our US family, shaping our PR and communications function and helping us leverage our fuzzy edges to build a unique community of creative and entrepreneurial problem solvers.
Mark was born and raised in Los Angeles, where he studied graphic design and advertising at Art Center College of Design. After 15 years of working for creative companies like Wieden+Kennedy, Anomaly, Media Arts Lab, Quiksilver and Chiat\Day in LA, New York and Amsterdam, he joined Mother Design in 2018.
Once upon a time, Oriel was a chef. But, after tiring of the long hours and intense pressure he got into advertising. He started his career in New Zealand at Special Group and Colenso BBDO before moving to the US, where he spent time at Droga5 and Spotify before joining the Mother family as Chief Creative Officer of the New York office.
He has won 100+ awards for his work on global brands, nonprofits, social justice initiatives and failed Presidential campaigns. He is the founder of Corpleisure, a work-from-home-wear brand and ONE School, the first free, online portfolio program for aspiring Black creatives. Established in 2020, ONE School has graduated 130+ students to date, who are working in some of the industries best creative departments. He lives in New York with his family.
Hailing from Sweden, Paul is one of the founding Partners of Mother New York and its current Creative Chairman. He began his advertising career in Stockholm at Paradiset DDB. Over the past nine years, Paul has been involved in major campaigns for Target, Virgin Mobile, Stella Artois, Tanqueray and Sour Patch Kids, among others.
Peter leads Mother in the U.S. as CEO & Partner. He joined the Mother family in 2015.
A misfit in every sense, being a Frenchman born in America, with an odd British accent. A career that started as an athlete, Peter progressed to serve in a number of global strategic & development roles with companies such as adidas and Virgin, before finally finding his home in the creative world where his experience ranges from Airbnb, Gatorade, Target, Peloton, Stella Artois and has brought creativity (and hopefully empathy) to the worlds of Venture Capital and Private Equity.
At Mother, Peter is relentlessly in pursuit of helping create a company that is the most attractive destination to a new generation of global entrepreneurial and creative humans, whilst also partnering with our clients to place creativity at the heart of their growth strategy.
Outside of Mother, you will find him with his wife, three daughters, and sidekick dog trying to keep everyone busy doing sport, learning a musical instrument, eating properly at the table and trying to explain why daddy spends all day with his friends during the week.
A born-and-bred Southerner and lover of the Georgia Bulldogs, pursuing a career in advertising took Teri far away from her roots, beginning her post-college life in San Diego. Trading in her foam fingers for skis, Teri spent 12 years in California at Vitroagency, working on clients including Yamaha, PF Changs, Wild Turkey, Campari, Petco, and Taylor Guitars.
Previously, Teri served as President at 72andSunny, where she led the agency back to stability with record organic growth and new client wins. Over the course of her career, she has held senior leadership roles at some of the best agencies in the world as the brand steward for clients like Nike, Apple, Audi, Chipotle, and many more.
My name is Jasmine Groves and I am the youngest of three children of Kim Marie Groves. A former New Orleans police officer Len Davis put a hit on my mother in retaliation for her witnessing him beat a teenager in our neighborhood and filing a complaint against him. The day my mother reported Officer Davis was the day before my 13th birthday. About 3:30pm, she called the office to file the complaint, and it usually took 24 to 72 hours for an officer to be notified of a complaint against them. Unfortunately, Davis knew within hours of my mother filing the complaint; by the time she made it home that night, the hit to take her life was already set.
My mother died because she stood up for her civil rights and the young people in the Lower 9th Ward. Taking a stand should not mean taking a death sentence. In order to stop these justiciable corrupted cop killings, we need more police to love their job and take a stand with the people. Our voice must become one. I truly believe that citizens and police officers must trust each other instead of working against each other. Without this happening, all I see is failure and chaos. We cannot have police feeling that they are above the law. Just as police cars have "TO PROTECT AND SERVE," that should also be reflected in their policies.
Three days before 20 year-old Adam Lanza killed his mother, then opened fire on a classroom full of Connecticut kindergartners, my 13-year old son Michael (name changed) missed his bus because he was wearing the wrong color pants.
A few weeks ago, Michael pulled a knife and threatened to kill me and then himself after I asked him to return his overdue library books. His 7 and 9 year old siblings knew the safety plan -- they ran to the car and locked the doors before I even asked them to. I managed to get the knife from Michael, then methodically collected all the sharp objects in the house into a single Tupperware container that now travels with me. Through it all, he continued to scream insults at me and threaten to kill or hurt me.
According to Mother Jones, since 1982, 61 mass murders involving firearms have occurred throughout the country. Of these, 43 of the killers were white males, and only one was a woman. Mother Jones focused on whether the killers obtained their guns legally (most did). But this highly visible sign of mental illness should lead us to consider how many people in the U.S. live in fear, like I do.
I come from Zaporizhzhia, a Russian-speaking city in southeastern Ukraine with a Cossack past. In recent months, Russia illegally annexed my region, though the regional capital remains under Ukrainian control.
Cossacks are the proverbial heroes of Ukrainian history, who carry the weight of Ukrainian nation-building on their shoulders, so one would expect their stronghold to have projected a clear sense of national identity. This was not the case.
For my generation, Zaporizhzhian Cossacks could have symbolized defiance and democracy. Instead, we inhaled the self-provincializing attitudes of our teachers and cultivated a penchant for the kitsch grandeur of the empire that has sought our erasure. For three centuries, our Cossack region was Russified through the forced reshuffling of the population as well as the suppression of Ukrainian identity.
When I moved to Kyiv, my friends frequented my student flat. Kyiv, however, was different from Zaporizhzhia. For one thing, the capital was bilingual. It was in Kyiv that occasional mocking of the Ukrainian language penetrated our conversations. While my Russian, like that of most Ukrainians, was always spoken with an accent and a subversive twist to my vocabulary, it was in Kyiv that my Russian friends made me aware of it as something worth repairing. At the time, I laughed it away.
It was the first time in the history of modern Ukraine that we saw police brutality directed at the citizens of Ukraine so blatantly and on such a scale. The next day, I took to the streets of Kyiv with my mother and several close friends, fearing we too would be beaten up, but hoping nevertheless to meet at least a few hundred compatriots equally outraged by the broadcasted scenes of state violence.
Arriving at one of the central Kyiv metro stations, we struggled to get out for 20 minutes because of the crowds. On the overflowing escalators, those crowds burst into a song which, eight years later, would become one of the most recognizable melodies worldwide: the national anthem of Ukraine. Not just hundreds but hundreds of thousands of my fellow Ukrainians were outside. We were embraced by a roaring ocean of people. On Dec. 1, 2013, Ukrainians made clear they would not accept any form of authoritarian rule. That choice defined the nation and to that nation I chose to belong.
The successful popular revolution in Ukraine had the potential to inspire similar movements in the region and was thus perceived as an existential threat by Moscow. In 2014, Russia invaded Crimea and eastern Ukraine under the pretense of protecting its Russian-speaking population from the so-called Ukrainian nationalists who had toppled the regime in Kyiv. In other words, Russians claimed to protect me from myself. My mother tongue was turned into a weapon the enemy held to my throat. When the advance of the Russian troops was stopped 200 kilometers away from my native city, I doubled down on my Ukrainian conversion.
Mother Baby Connections, a specialty service of the Drexel Psychological Services Center, is the only intensive outpatient program of its kind in the Philadelphia area. Our program offers individual and group therapies to assist mothers and to help them feel better about being with their babies and partners.
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