9.24.2009
5.11.2009
5.08.2009
5.07.2009
Green Porno
I stumbled upon Isabella Rossellini's Green Porno yesterday and had to watch them all in one sitting. Ridiculous absurdity. My favourite kind of funny.
I couldn't decide which to share here, but I finally settled on the spider.
I love the way she moves!
More here: Green Porno on Sundance Channel. Watch them all, you won't regret it.
I couldn't decide which to share here, but I finally settled on the spider.
I love the way she moves!
More here: Green Porno on Sundance Channel. Watch them all, you won't regret it.
Rain rain go away
It's been raining for the last few days so I've decided to remedy the situation by hanging a Teru teru bōzu off of my balcony and keeping my fingers crossed.
Image via Kiiss. More Teru teru on etsy.
Considering that I live in Rain City, Earth, more than one may be necessary:
Image source.
Image via Kiiss. More Teru teru on etsy.
Considering that I live in Rain City, Earth, more than one may be necessary:
Image source.
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life
5.05.2009
5.03.2009
Daniel
The first 2/3rds of this video is such a vivid visual representation of the ghosts of depression. Don't forget to watch it in HD.
4.10.2009
4.07.2009
Jimmy. Aja!
I love M.I.A. and this one of my favourite songs of hers. She is a multi-armed golden princess, Kali at the disco.
3.30.2009
3.10.2009
Stella!
The runways this year are just chasing me. Stella McCartney has been a favourite of mine since her Chloé days. It doesn't hurt that she's a life long vegetarian too, and has designed some awesome stuff for adidas. I love having vegan running shoes that look hot. Anyway. I want everything above for both work and play. Santa can you hear me?
When the cover is better
This amazing cover has been around and around the internet and back again, much like the flight path below. I am in love with the voices of these girls and can't seem to get sick of their cover of Fleet Foxes' Tiger Mountain Peasant Song. Aren't they gorgeous? They make me want to run away into the forest with only a flannel round my shoulders and a guitar on my back. Too bad the only instrument I can play is the recorder. I doubt a cover of hot cross buns would be so stunning.
Map
After almost four years of living in my current apartment, the designing and decorating process is almost done. I guess that means it's time to move!
I've been looking for a piece of art to put above my bed for just as long and I think I may have found just the thing. I am so picky about what I put in my space. It can't be too overwhelming or shocking, it needs to add to the overall feel, not distract or try to hog the spotlight. I have been planning to paint something myself, but haven't gotten around to it. My sweetheart and I also have a great love of airports and flying so a minimal map of flight paths suits both our tastes perfectly, it may be just the thing to fill the void.
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3.06.2009
Róisín Murphy
I love the sight of that Gareth Pugh ensemble on a bus and worn by someone eating chips on the street. The way the collar flops like a partially deflated air mattress is so cheery, not to mention hilarious when she gets in to bed with the hat still on. It's still my favourite video of hers, I have an endless love with irony and cheeky juxtaposition of the ridiculous and the mundane.
And my favourite oldie.
Stop Being so Religious
What
do sad people have in
common?
It seems
They have all built a shrine
to the past
and often go there
and do a strange wail and
Worship.
What is the beginning of
Happiness?
It is to stop being
so religious
like that.
from Hafiz's The Gift, versions by Daniel Ladinsky
Moop
Moop, a decorated etsy warrior, makes gorgeous bags in a gorgeous studio.
I'd love a porter bag like the one up top for when I go back to school in the fall. It looks perfect, double straps and deep enough for all my books and other paraphernalia.
3.05.2009
3.01.2009
2.27.2009
On Creativity and its Source
Elizabeth Gilbert expounds on the creative process, its roots, incarnations and the weight of creativity on the creative.
I related so well to this talk, and not just in terms of creativity. There is a lot to be said for displacing blame, externalizing it and allowing yourself less responsibility.
I often miss my 'inspirations' in the same way, they pass me by, flying through the back of my head and out the front unless I'm quick enough, determined enough to hold them still while I transcribe. Not in such grand fashion of course, but what a notion to blame those misses on the impatience of a daemon rather my own slippery mind.
I don't have a TV and TED is my answer to cable's Discovery Channel. Attending the conference, or (gulp) speaking at one is on my list of amazing-things-that-I-would-love-to-do about three spaces up from swimming with sharks. The sharks I have ticked off and they were surely far less intimidating than a room full of people followed closely by top notch genii. It's like Joni Mitchell said so wisely, we couldn't see the value of the daemon until its lack has stretched out across history.
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