January 31, 2010
“Hope Is The Thing With Feathers” by Emily Dickinson
Hope is the thing with feathers
That perches in the soul,
And sings the tune without the words,
And never stops at all,
And sweetest in the gale is heard;
And sore must be the storm
That could abash the little bird
That kept so many warm.
I’ve heard it in the chilliest land,
And on the strangest sea;
Yet, never, in extremity
It asked a crumb of me.
January 30, 2010
A little gem posted on the Sartorialist this morning. The below quote made me laugh out loud. Sometimes, I take life with a hair too much seriousness and far too many layers:
Let me tell you a little secret, this film I’m making was originally going to be called “If You Don’t Want To Be Nude Wear A Suit.” And in fact, this is the first film I’ve made without my dogs or Elizabeth Taylor. Now they don’t have a problem being nude. They have what one calls the natural swagger of life. – Bruce Webber
January 23, 2010
Photo Credit: from Days With My Father by Philip Toledano
I’ve been shuffling through photo blogs for inspiration these past few months. Thought I’d post a few of my favorites here. The above is a shot from a series by Philip Toledano posted on 2 or 3 Things I Know, one of the best design, art, and craft blogs that I’ve come across. Clean. Lyrical. The photos range from snapshot to lifestyle to quirky fashion and design. The writing is pretty great too. For me, the blog is structured like a well written joke. Clean. Restrained. Lyrical. It tows a smart line.
Others links that have been Frequenting my Rotation:
Nobody’s Hippie: Reminds me of a Vintage Valentine. Great color. Incredible texture. Organizationally it’s not shy to make a mess of things. But the clutter is what caught my eye and keeps me coming back.
Gravure Magazine: The New American Style Journal: Features spreads from their print magazine as well as some interesting video pieces that focus primarily on fashion and portraiture.
Contributing Editor: My favorite photographer forwarded me this link the other day. Curious to return. Got a chuckle out of this one spread… I do love a bright poppy red. DREAM ON BOYS!!! I BEG TO DIFFER…
January 6, 2010
I’ve been watching the Directors Label DVD’s recently. The binge was prompted by having seen Jonathan Glazer’s first feature film, Sexy Beast. (Glazer is more widely recognized perhaps for his work on the video for Jamiroquia’s “Virtual Insanity.” Why is this video in every memory of awkward suburban teenagers watching MTV in the 90′s that I have?). I can’t wait to get my hands on a copy of his second film, Birth.
Two nights ago I watched the above music video for Bjork’s “Big Time Sensuality,” shot by director, Stéphane Sednaoui.
“I want this to be played at my funeral someday,” I told my lover.
“You’re always saying exaggerated things like that,” he said.
The video prompted a comparison to Michel Gondry’s take on Bjork’s, “Bachelorette.” (Amazing in a more, “I’m a kid in a f-ed up fairy tale” kind of way, ala Roald Dahl or Angela Carter).
The ultimate find thus far was this clip from the Gondry DVD, the video for the White Stripes’ “Dead Leaves And The Dirty Ground.” I woke up the next morning to an incredible dream. My lover was leaving for work. It seemed we’d only just fallen asleep. The hour was ungodly. When he kissed my cheek, I had the feeling of our bodies slipping by each other in translucent overlap. My apartment was full of leaves. In the kitchen, there was a pink formica table from the 50′s lined in silver brads.