I’ve always been an entrepreneur who’s worked at the edge of innovation by launching start-ups. But I rarely see the same innovative thinking that happens at a start-up applied and integrated into larger corporate systems. Until I met Paul Estes.
The collective intelligence of crowdsourcing platforms are posed to change the way companies work.
Lyft and Uber going public may change the way investors and the general public view the gig economy.
I’ve been thinking a lot lately about what hinders innovation, especially business model innovation from taking hold in agencies and brands. There’s always an immediate buzz or sometimes panic that breaks out when a new idea comes to the forefront of culture.
The other day my team was trying to find images for the launch of our new website and we were falling short. It’s easy to find images online that are free and good enough. It’s much harder to find higher quality images that are amazing and inspire and leave viewers feeling exactly the way you want your brand to leave them feeling.
I do a lot of work with Mike Morris, the CEO of Topcoder, which is a talent network and crowdsourcing platform. Morris told me about an awesome and fun competition they ran last week inspired by quantum computing to solve the world’s most difficult Sudoku.
My friend and Open Assembly (OA) Advisor Steve Rader was furloughed during the recent government shutdown. Steve is the Deputy Director of NASA’s Center of Excellence for Collaborative Innovation (CoECI), a founding member of our Collective, and a guy who’s helped bring open tools like crowdsourcing and a gig mindset to government organizations.
A small group of Harvard scholars, CEOs, and director-level managers was swiftly delivered by Uber and Lyft drivers a few months back to convene in a conference room on Kearny street in San Francisco. The group, sporting on-trend splashes of red, velvet blazers, shirts and blouses procured from online style clubs, was ready to roll.
My SUV in Sayulita, Mexico has been consumed by rust over the years as the salt in the air has taken its toll. It sputters quite a bit, topping out at 45 mph. The floor is full of sand and surf wax is permanently embedded in the dash. A while back, after a particularly memorable surf session here, I hopped a plane back to the states.