What makes us tick

It’s quite simple really. We feel energized and gratified by the type of work we get to do. We’re not just communicators—it’s so much deeper than that. Employing each of our unique talents, we are storytellers and movement builders. We are change agents, reframers and advocates. And continually proud of the impact we make. Learn more about what drives us in our staff-written blogs.

Stock photography has its limits

For years, we felt our work could be improved by custom photography. Having our audience see that other people, real people just like them, are taking charge of their HIV status is important.

Long Exposure: a look back at film

Chapin Hemmingway, CKs’ resident photographer, digs into the qualities of film over digital photography in our latest blog.

Words to hope by.

As a daughter of a mother, a mother of daughter with a daughter, the sister of a sister, and a girlfriend to many girlfriends, I’m pretty tuned in to what it means to be a woman today.

Image of an illustrated hand holding an abstract flower. Test reads 21-22 Annual Report and includes the Certified B Corp logo and Coates Kokes logo.

B Corp Annual Report – keep raising the bar

With this blog post we are announcing and publishing our third Certified B-Corp and Oregon Benefit Company Annual Report. Coates Kokes is proud of its continued growth in B Corp activities, with the highlight being our renewed certification late last year. The bar keeps getting higher, and that’s as it should be.

Recycling is tricky.

Last year, I had a friend move to Portland from out of state, and as I was helping her settle into the local culture, she had some questions about recycling. Some of these answers were straightforward, like “what goes in the yellow bin?” But other questions I was left answering with a bit of shrillness in my voice. Because I know how to recycle, right? I recycle every day. There’s no reason for me to be this unsure about a few questions from a friend.

Growing Where Planted

A year ago, when I was living and working on my mom’s new farm, I would wake up to the noises of chickens, goats and sheep welcoming the day with their cacophony. I had alfalfa hay in every single one of my jacket pockets. Never would I have imagined that in six short months I would be working on the 13th floor in downtown Portland for a communications agency. Talk about a change of scenery!