29 February 2012

Muybridge's dancing couple

I'm sure Luke would love this framed (me too! swoon). He's got a nice big book on this guy.  

clever photo by clever Eadweard Muybridge

27 February 2012


The blogosphere has been getting giddy over MW's polka dot flats. They're fine...but just look at these beauties!!

Yes please. Add to basket.

25 February 2012

big love: Noosphere

Tatiana Plakhova, you make my heart and my brain hurt. These are magical.

18 February 2012

avoiding Ulysses

I set myself a little-ish goal this year, to read James Joyce's Ulysses by Bloomsday (June 16).

So far I've read about 55 pages about a month ago, and haven't touched it since.

I have read two books and started a third, in the time since then. All because I am avoiding Ulysses. This is why I could never join a book club, this is why I came to resent my English Lit. degree and didn't want to pick up a book for far too long after I graduated. I don't like it when reading is given a deadline. I don't like it when reading becomes a chore instead of a choice.
Now, I know it's not a chore if you don't want it to be. And I know it's a self-imposed deadline, so it almost doesn't count. But my brain is funny. And Ulysses is.....weird.

I am stubborn though and I want to finish it, it seems interesting. I can tell already I'm going to love some bits and really really struggle through others. If I start it up again now I have 4 months to get through the 18 chapters that amount to almost 800 pages. And then I can start on Proust. Cough.

At least I enjoyed (and shed many many tears throughout) Diane Keaton's Then Again and especially when re-reading Jane Eyre. I literally could not put it down over the ten days I devoured it, every spare moment I had, even for three minutes, I would be reading it. I miss that feeling of being obsessed with a story. It doesn't happen very often to me at all but it's a thrilling thing to have when it takes over.

The current book to elbow Ulysses out of place is Matt Bondurant's The Wettest County in the World (read in anticipation of the film currently being made and shocked as to how I had never heard of it before!) which bowled me over from the very first few pages. I am already invested in the Bondurant brothers and their tales. I do not want to drink their moonshine though.

I will keep you posted on my inevitable struggles with Ulysses. Advice welcome.

9 February 2012

It's a man's world

Perusing the excellent online version of The Shortlist,  I found a tab called 'Instant Improvement'. This intrigued me, and I must say; judging by the many (suprisingly genuine) 'how to' guides offered here, it must be seriously dangerous and difficult business being a man in this day and age. Good luck to you gents!

 little George Clooney

Here are the links to some skills that I think are essential for the modern man;

-How to avoid a bullet

-How to make perfect onion rings

-How to survive a cougar attack

-How to propose

-How to make the perfect paper plane

-How to jump from a first floor window and survive

-How to get into opera

-How to iron a shirt without leaving a crease

-How to wear shorts

-How not to lose contact with friends

6 February 2012

Rothko rags

Isn't this dress just.......well!

Talbot Runhof Rothko dress

Rothko 1957

on taking photos....

" Everybody does that now. We all take pics… you do the same with holiday photos. You record something to look back on it, even though you’re not really there when you’re taking the picture ‘cause you’re too busy recording it - so you retrospectively go to look back on where you weren’t and tell yourself you had a good time.'
                              -Dylan Moran 

I have a friend who is well travelled and hardly takes any photos, if any at all. This astounds me, but then again I really feel like I am bursting with electricity and energy when I take photos.  It does something that my brain just finds so agreeable.  And I can get just as excited taking photos around my room, or in my street; it certainly doesn't have to be foreign lands.   I always make sure that I absorb where I am first, because I don't want to only experience a place through the photos I took afterwards (hence the above quote which sums it up much better than I ever could).  It's such an empty waste of an experience.  I absorb, enjoy, and then I think about what would be the best way to try and sum up how I perceived something in a photograph.

I realised just now, I STILL haven't posted about our amazing trip back in September...isn't that bizarre? Maybe I'm nervous that writing about it won't capture what we felt and experienced.  I know the photos certainly capture many aspects of it, good! I worked my backside off to take them and thought carefully about each one because I knew that I'd want to remember these vistas forever, and I knew that each place had it's own energy and needed to be treated differently within the context of a frame.   I would really like to share some with you, and also, to get some printed up.  Isn't that the curse of the digital age? Because you have them on your computer you tend to forget that you can hold them, display them on your wall or in an album like you did analog photographs.   I'm going to print some up, it's time.

mid-week afternoon light in Reykjavik

3 February 2012

two things: Marilyn 1955

I wonder if anyone has done a coffee table book of black and white photos of beautiful Hollywood actresses looking out onto the city from a rooftop/balcony? I'd buy it. You know how much I love the one of Natalie Wood. Sigh.

I like the symmetry of both these photos being taken in 1955, and the total difference in the environments and her mood.

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