A father makes breakfast. His daughter comes downstairs. The morning is warm, the light is soft, and nothing is wrong — unless you look at what's on their plates. Nobody in the house does.

Microplastics are already in our blood, our organs, our kids. The brief was to say that without shouting. We answered with the quietest thing we could think of: a Saturday morning.

Ninety-nine percent of plastic is made from fossil fuels, which makes every grocery store an oil spill in progress. This spot just shows the oil: bright aisles, tidy shelves, ordinary shoppers, and something black and glossy getting in everywhere. Almost nobody notices. One woman does.

Plastic is how oil companies plan to stay in business. The ask was to make that visible. So we spilled it.

An episode of a children's educational program, brought to you by a sponsor that is ultra-focused on a cleaner tomorrow. A man in a suit teaches Timmy and Lisa the DO's and DON'Ts of recycling: scrub the containers, check the numbers, get the bins to the curb. The kids do everything right.

Less than ten percent of all plastic ever made has been recycled. The rest of the job got quietly handed to you, one rinsed yogurt cup at a time. The brief was to point at whoever did the handing, so we let them host the show.

A glass pavilion goes up on the High Line, thirty feet above Tenth Avenue. It takes days to build and exists for one night of Fashion Week. Compressed into sixty seconds and scored to classical, the crew turns out to move like a ballet.

The whole job was patience — and being in the right place at the right time.

The one percent are hurting. Sustainability commitments and DEI initiatives are affecting shareholder returns in ways that are nearly measurable. Big Div has thoughts. The board has feelings. The hook will outlast your sympathy.

We made this one to push the limits of what generative video could do with character consistency and lip sync. It also needed to exist.

A home maintenance commercial with passion. Bring the Magic Back follows a man, a house, and a relationship arc that ends — as all great love stories do — with a pressure washer. Warm, absurd, and oddly moving.

The client asked for a commercial. We gave them a love story. Win win.

Marty Chronowitz will fight for your rightful reality — and get you paid. The Continuum Legal Group spot is a loving recreation of the cheap, stock-footage ambulance chaser ad — except the injuries are temporal, the jurisdictions are dimensional, and the firm operates across more than twenty recognized branches of the space-time continuum.

Spec work. No client. No timeline we're aware of was harmed in the making of this spot.