Showing posts with label words. Show all posts
Showing posts with label words. Show all posts

Friday, 27 August 2010

Random Inspiration.

Wow, you guys, I am so sorry I haven't posted here in so long! Since it's been a while, I decided to post a mixture of things that have been inspiring me lately. I do update my other blog pretty frequently, so if you're ever looking for a new post you'll probably be able to find one over there.


1. French interior design - always elegant and simple


2. Pastel/monochrome color palettes for the fall


3. Geometric artwork


4. Quirky vintage photography


5. The styling in A Single Man


6. Design, illustration, and type from the '50s.


7. THIS WALLPAPER


8. Lara Stone in the September issue of Vogue.


9. THESE TWO. Always.

Also, this just needs to be on my blog. I think Elisabeth Moss has been hysterical in this season of Mad Men. Peggy's gonna peg, Peggy's gonna peep:

I was looking for this .gif for dayssss and this lovely girl was kind enough to link me. You can vote for her here in the Mad Men Casting Call. Do it!

I've been pretty busy spending time with my family and friends who are home. Someone who I have been best friends with since age 6 recently got engaged, and today I went to spend some time with my grandmother. Other than that I've just been applying to jobs and doing really minor freelance design.

I hope you all are well - how have you been spending your final days of summer?

Have a lovely weekend! I'm gonna leave you with a short but quick interview with my favorite model, Sasha Pivovarova. She is stunning in every possible way:

Saturday, 10 July 2010

Saturday Inspiration.



Ignore the weird video, just don't stop believin'.
(via stuckonacarousel)

...this has been a post.

Saturday, 20 March 2010

I am thinking of you.


I think of you, often
sometimes I go back into a cafe, I sit near the door, I order a coffee
I arrange my packet of cigarettes, a box of matches, a writing pad, my felt-tip pen on the fake marble table
I spend a long time stirring my cup of coffee with the teaspoon (yet I don't put any sugar in my coffee, I drink it allowing the sugar to melt in my mouth, like the people of the North, like the Russians and Poles when they drink tea)
I pretend to be preoccupied, to be reflecting, as if I had a decision to make
At the top and to the right of the sheet of paper, I inscribe the date, sometimes the place, sometimes the time, I pretend to be writing a letter

I write slowly, very slowly, I write as slowly as I can, I trace, I draw each letter, each accent, I check the punctuation marks

I stare attentively at a small notice, the price-list for ice creams, at a piece of ironwork, a blind, the hexagonal ashtray (in actual fact, it's an equilateral triangle, in the cutoff corners of which semi-circular dents have been made where cigarettes can be rested)

(...)

Outside there's a bit of sunlight
the cafe is nearly empty
two renovators' men are having a rum at the bar, the owner is dozing behind his till, the waitress is cleaning the coffee machine

I am thinking of you,
you are walking in your street, it's wintertime, you've turned up your foxfur collar, you're smiling, and remote

(...)

'The Street' from 'Species Of Spaces' (1974) by Georges Perec

Wednesday, 8 July 2009

Breakfast.



"There's not a lot to say during breakfast. I mean, you just woke up, you know? Nothing has happened. If neither person had an especially weird dream and nobody burned the toast, breakfast is just the time for chewing Cocoa Puffs and/or wishing you were still asleep."

-Sex, Drugs, and Cocoa Puffs

Image source.

Monday, 6 July 2009

Postmodern Replication...


"If a tribute band were to completely succeed, its members would no longer have personalities. They would have no character whatsoever, beyond the qualities of whomever they tried to emulate. The goals is not to be somebody; the goal is to be somebody else."

-Sex, Drugs, and Cocoa Puffs

Everyone's just trying to be somebody else these days.

Tuesday, 26 May 2009

Chance.



"Beauty will be convulsive, or it will not be."
-André Breton

Monday, 25 May 2009

Sunday, 24 May 2009

1918 Berlin Dada Manifesto



"Art in its execution and direction is dependent on the time in which it lives, and artists are creatures of their epoch. The highest art will be that which in its conscious content presents the thousandfold problems of the day, the art which has been visibly shattered by the explosions of last week, which is forever trying to collect its limbs after yesterday's crash."
-Richard Huelsenbeck

Monday, 18 May 2009

1918 Dada Manifesto



"Dada is without pretension, as life should be."
-Tristan Tzara

Wednesday, 13 May 2009

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