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    Howard Pyle - An Attack on a Galleon. Illustration of pirates approaching a ship (Howard Pyle’s Book of Pirates) (1921)

    Dreams of boats / boats of dreams

    So many boats in my dreams, this last while. Boats and boats and then again boats. I like boats, always have (particularly those powered by muscle not motor), maybe as the result of having for a father a man who in his youth was a sailor or maybe as the result of my Piscean nature.

    Published on Sep 29, 2012 at 10:53 am.
    Filled under: aggregation, alive life, art, artisanry, Behance, body art, book, catharsis, ceramics, clothes, comics, consciousness, craft, design, design, diy, domestic arts, domicile, drawing, dreamy, embroidery, environment, epiphany, Etsy, fashion, film, Flickr, freedom, glass, graphic, green, handmade, illustration, joy, lagniappe, literature, making, music, novel, painting, paper, photography, poetry, project, publication, repurpose, risk-taking, rowr, sculpture, sentipensante, shiver, swoon, textile, the happies, transformation, transgression, unruly, water, weather, words, work, writing, yum | 2 Comments
    drawing by peony yip

    A poem I think you should read (6)

    After the Alphabets
    W.S Merwin

    I am trying to decipher the language of insects
    they are the tongues of the future

    Published on Aug 21, 2012 at 10:48 am.
    Filled under: aggregation, anatomy, art, artisanry, Behance, biology, body art, consciousness, craft, domestic arts, drawing, dreamy, embroidery, environment, evolution, fashion, fauna, illustration, language, letterpress, mono no aware, music, painting, photography, poetry, science, sculpture, textile, unruly, video, writing | No Comments
    from a bio textbook illus by charley harper 1961 via insidemyhideaway

    The frog is dead! Long live the frog!

    There’s no rational explanation for how much I love frogs. I mean, there might be a rational tidbitual oddment I could lay down for you  but all the tidy, comprehensible bullet points in the world wouldn’t do justice to how deeply fascinated and charmed and shivered I am by those little half-blood princes, those darling swimmers who leave the water to tuck the soft green of themselves into the grass so they can lie in wait for me, so they can leap in ambush and make me bark a laugh of surprise at their ridiculous bodies, hurled up from the grass, bounced high, airborne.

    Published on Aug 12, 2012 at 11:11 am.
    Filled under: aggregation, alchemy, anatomy, big happies, biology, consciousness, dreamy, environment, evolution, fauna, Flickr, green, illustration, intersection, joy, literature, loveness, mono no aware, music, painting, photography, playfulness, poetry, science, the happies, transformation, tumblr, unruly, video, water | No Comments
    Fabric and Wire Light Sculpture by Desirae Hepp, via www.flickr.com:photos:desiraehepp

    there in the glow

    when twilight grass looks the way velvet feels or the way warm smooth metal can seem in a dream

    when you sit outside in a day that’s almost night and the fireflies arrive

    all the other places you never know in daylight open out to you

    there in the glow

    Published on Jun 25, 2012 at 3:59 pm.
    Filled under: aggregation, alchemy, anatomy, architecture, art, artisanry, Behance, book, concatenation, consciousness, dreamy, embroidery, environment, epiphany, Etsy, fauna, Flickr, flora, green, neon, north, poetry, science, sculpture, shiver, swoon, textile, transformation, tumblr, unruly, water | No Comments
    willy van rooy photographed by helmut newton, 1967

    Prescription

    Once I woke up with the words “your fried arm” stuck in my brain so I looked up how to say “I love you” in as many languages as possible, to make myself feel better. It worked, too.

    Published on Jun 15, 2012 at 2:24 pm.
    Filled under: alchemy, anatomy, art, catharsis, chaos, consciousness, dirty little secrets, dreamy, epiphany, Etsy, Flickr, freedom, joy, loveness, poetry, risk-taking, transformation, words | No Comments
    daydreamer

    Spring is here, and with a vengeance

    It’s crazy-hot here now and it’s not even June yet.

    Published on May 27, 2012 at 9:29 am.
    Filled under: alphabetica, art, artisanry, ceramics, clothes, craft, design, domestic arts, dreamy, embroidery, environment, Etsy, fashion, fauna, Flickr, flora, food, green, handmade, jewellery, making, painting, photography, sculpture, transformation, transgression, typography, unruly, weather, words | 1 Comment
    Hands painted by Pablo Picasso, photo by Man Ray, 1935

    Hands

    Mmmmm, hands.

    Published on May 02, 2012 at 7:58 am.
    Filled under: advertising, aggregation, anatomy, art, bad attitude, badass, body art, book, ceramics, collage, connection, craft, design, drawing, dreamy, Etsy, fashion, Flickr, graffiti, graphic, handmade, illustration, indie, joy, knit, making, metal, painting, photography, playfulness, sculpture, street, tumblr, typewriters | No Comments
    Work by Philipp Igumnov woodcum on flickr

    all in a floaty place

    sometimes you have to lie on a bed
    so your brain can be all in a floaty place

    Published on Apr 15, 2012 at 2:01 pm.
    Filled under: alchemy, art, chaos, dreamy, epiphany, freedom, joy, language, poetry, sentipensante, shiver, swoon, transformation, unruly, water, words, yum | 5 Comments
    sculpture by yoshimasa tsuchiya

    Mermaid aspirations

    When the big tree came down, I lost the sound of water.

    Published on Aug 27, 2011 at 1:02 pm.
    Filled under: anatomy, art, catharsis, comics, consciousness, dreamy, epiphany, fashion, fauna, freedom, illustration, joy, painting, photography, sculpture, shiver, transformation, transgression, unruly, water | 5 Comments
    chalkboard truck @ art fair gina mcclure's photostream

    A is for aggregation: chalk

    Because I love the sad and beautiful truth of nothing-can-stay.

    Published on Jul 05, 2011 at 7:13 am.
    Filled under: advertising, aggregation, alphabetica, architecture, art, artisanry, bookthing, design, drawing, dreamy, Flickr, handwritten, holy shit, home, illustration, mono no aware, painting, photography, poetry, public, street, typography, unruly, urban, writing | 3 Comments
    ampersand & typewriter

    I would be brief

    I would be brief on the day I didn’t have a lot to say or, really, had a lot to say but wanted to make the thoughts in my head all compact the way a wintertime child can take a puff of snow and squeeze it into a ball of ice, to make it all hard and small.

    Published on Jul 01, 2011 at 11:11 am.
    Filled under: alchemy, alphabetica, blog, catharsis, chaos, consciousness, dreamy, epiphany, handmade, handwritten, James Cook, language, loveness, making, photography, poetry, sentipensante, shiver, smash, sorrow, street, swoon, transformation, transgression, unruly, words | 1 Comment
    tattoo june 4 #1

    Making the beautiful bookthing

    So yes, I’m making a beautiful bookthing. It’s that wondermental thing known as: a labour of love.

    Published on Jun 19, 2011 at 9:23 am.
    Filled under: art, badass, big happies, book, consciousness, craft, dreamy, epiphany, green, handmade, handwritten, holy shit, hybrid, illustration, indie, insane-in-the-best-possible-way, James Cook, joy, language, letterpress, literature, loveness, mono no aware, north, photography, poetry, project, publication, Roseander Main, shiver, transformation, transgression, typography, unruly, wabi sabi, words, work, writing | 2 Comments
    kilgallen-paint-001 via juxtapoz

    How it is when you fall in love with Margaret Kilgallen

    What I’m doing right now is I’m writing a thing, a beautiful thing, a bookstory thing. It’s hard going — oh god, it is — and for all the wild-ride moments of outpour, there are many many — many! — ice ages of brainfreeze. When you write a thing as a pen-for-hire, you push through the brainfreeze, because money and somebody else’s deadline are great motivators. But when you make something with joy in your heart and when it’s a collaborative effort to boot — I’m making this thing with James Cook, whose delicious photographs will join up with the words I write — you let the going be slow because you’re waiting for a strange kind of knowledge — epiphany, I guess you’d call it — waiting to see in a way you’ve never seen before, waiting to understand, waiting to make connections.

    Published on Apr 10, 2011 at 1:11 pm.
    Filled under: alchemy, alphabetica, art, book, catharsis, consciousness, drawing, dreamy, epiphany, freedom, handmade, handwritten, James Cook, joy, loveness, making, mono no aware, risk-taking, sentipensante, shiver, street, transformation, typography, unruly, wabi sabi, words, work, writing | 3 Comments
    Global Warming Igloo  At the Art Shanty's at Medicine Lake via Amy Art's photostream

    Cold house

    If tomorrow I were to walk away to some other place, go live in a where that is not this where, the place I would go would have lots of snow and the house I would live in would be made of cold, a house of snow — or of-snow-adjacent.

    Published on Feb 06, 2011 at 11:11 am.
    Filled under: architecture, art, artisanry, connection, craft, design, diy, domicile, drawing, dreamy, environment, exhibition, fashion, fauna, Flickr, flora, food, freedom, handmade, home, illustration, insane-in-the-best-possible-way, joy, metal, mono no aware, music, north, painting, performance, photography, sculpture, sentipensante, shiver, the happies, theatre, unruly, weather | 5 Comments
    alphabet via uppercasemagazine.tumblr.

    The writing on the wall

    You know how much I love words and the physical act of writing, how much I love the graphemic grace of  the thing that is written? Yeah, you do. And you know how much I like holding a pencil in my hand and making marks on a paper with it — marks with meaning, I mean — and also how much I like reading a paper full of writing from someone else’s hand? Well, I like all that very much, you know I do, but I like something else too:

    Published on Dec 13, 2010 at 10:13 am.
    Filled under: advertising, aggregation, agitprop, alchemy, alphabetica, architecture, art, artisanry, consciousness, domestic arts, domicile, dreamy, environment, Flickr, freedom, graffiti, graphic, handmade, handwritten, holy shit, home, iconoclasm, indie, industrial, insane-in-the-best-possible-way, joy, language, literature, loveness, making, neon, nose-tweakery, painting, photography, playfulness, poetry, porn, project, public, risk-taking, sculpture, street, the happies, transgression, tumblr, typography, unruly, urban, words, writing, yum | 1 Comment
    Sculpture made from recycled clothing by Guerra de la Paz

    Spectrum brilliance

    I don’t know about your little piece of the planet but here where I am there’s been a lot of greyworld and I’m not really an appreciator of greyworld, unless it’s mitigated by storm. Which it hasn’t been, here and now. So what can be done? One can give in to the grey and be taken down by it — opt for bed or heavy drink for weeks on end, except those are roads to ruin and I prefer to remain unruined for just a little longer in life.

    Published on Dec 04, 2010 at 12:07 pm.
    Filled under: alchemy, art, artisanry, concatenation, craft, design, diy, domestic arts, domicile, dreamy, embroidery, environment, Etsy, fashion, fauna, Flickr, food, glass, graffiti, graphic, handmade, illustration, jewellery, joy, knit, making, metal, music, neon, packaging, painting, paper, photography, playfulness, repurpose, science, sculpture, street, textile, the happies, tumblr, unruly, urban, weather | 7 Comments
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    I may be a girl but trees give me wood

    I don’t know how it works, how to do the math, but it’s like every emotion I’ve ever felt somehow gets wrapped up in trees. Trees become some kind of conduit for thought and feeling, for understanding, for epiphany, for optimism, for love.

    Published on Nov 23, 2010 at 1:31 pm.
    Filled under: aggregation, architecture, art, artisanry, catharsis, consciousness, craft, design, domestic arts, domicile, drawing, dreamy, embroidery, environment, epiphany, Etsy, film, Flickr, flora, freedom, green, jewellery, joy, knit, letterpress, loveness, metal, mono no aware, music, neon, north, painting, paper, photography, project, public, running, science, sculpture, sentipensante, shiver, street, swoon, textile, the happies, typography, video, vintage, wabi sabi, weather, yum | 3 Comments
    stilkey4

    Department of Be Still My Beating Heart

    Dave Kinsey at Fecalface has a treat for you, me, and the lamppost:

    Published on Nov 20, 2010 at 10:59 am.
    Filled under: alchemy, alphabetica, art, artisanry, badass, big happies, book, collage, concatenation, domicile, dreamy, drool, environment, exhibition, furniture, geekery, graffiti, handmade, holy shit, home, joy, language, loveness, making, paper, playfulness, poetry, publication, repurpose, rowr, sculpture, street, the happies, transformation, transgression, typography, unruly, upcycle, words, work, writing, yum | No Comments
    Photo by Aaron Ruell

    think of awaking one morning, some morning

    think of awaking one morning, some morning
    with the tail of a fox
    or platypus feet
    with a hard crunchy shell
    or suction-cup legs
    with a body of quills
    or a soft feathered belly
    with a set of long antlers there on your head

    Published on Nov 15, 2010 at 8:48 am.
    Filled under: alchemy, anatomy, art, consciousness, dreamy, epiphany, fauna, freedom, green, joy, literature, loveness, sentipensante, shiver, swoon, transformation, transgression, unruly | 1 Comment
    Picture 3

    Yay de la Day

    Maybe you’re a creature like me: all loved up by words. Or maybe you’re a creature like me: all loved up by dreamscape derangements.

    Published on Nov 05, 2010 at 9:13 am.
    Filled under: advertising, alphabetica, badass, big happies, dreamy, insane-in-the-best-possible-way, music, performance, playfulness, risk-taking, the happies, unruly, words | 2 Comments
    KC 1953

    Swoon of the Day

    Oh. My. Goodness.

    Published on Oct 25, 2010 at 11:11 am.
    Filled under: architecture, badass, big happies, dreamy, flora, holy shit, industrial, loveness, north, photography, rowr, shiver, the happies, uncategorized, unruly, vintage, work, yum | No Comments
    she is a dreamer via ffffound

    is / is not / am / am not

    If I had to categorise this unruly thing, I’d say it’s poemical, not polemical. It’s not really a blog about art, not in any sort of analytical way. I don’t take a stance; I’m neither critic nor academic. What I am, actually, is an unruly hoyden with a permanent case of chaoshead, a throbbing love-on for the made things of the world, and a hot ‘n’ saucy need to write things down, to write things out (as you’ll know if you’re one of the people I e-mail 972 times a week. [Hi, forbearing friends! Love ya! Smooches!])

    Published on Oct 09, 2010 at 10:05 am.
    Filled under: alchemy, art, artisanry, catharsis, dreamy, epiphany, freedom, holy shit, joy, sentipensante, shiver, swoon, unruly, yum | 2 Comments
    Index by Ariana Page Russell, 2005

    Making words

    In all the annals of object porn, there are no objects that incite greater lust in me than typewriters.

    Published on Sep 21, 2010 at 2:22 am.
    Filled under: alchemy, alphabetica, anatomy, art, artisanry, body art, book, catharsis, diy, dreamy, embroidery, freedom, graffiti, handmade, handwritten, holy shit, iconoclasm, illustration, joy, language, letterpress, literature, loveness, magazine, making, metal, painting, paper, poetry, porn, street, textile, the happies, transformation, typewriters, typography, unruly, vintage, yum | 1 Comment
    Sunflowers in the Sky!

    There is the beautiful sunflower

    This year, watching the Tour de France on TV, I heard one of the announcers say, “There’s the beautiful sunflower field” and it made me happy that, given all the manful muscling in the pelotonic tumult, he thought to mention that quiet golden place. Since then the words”There is the beautiful sunflower” have lodged themselves in my imagination in the inexplicable way certain words and phrases do from time to time, becoming something like a prayer or an offering or a streamer of solace unfurled the way a strand of birch bark can be freed from the tree.

    Also?

    Published on Aug 12, 2010 at 9:49 am.
    Filled under: alphabetica, art, artisanry, big happies, ceramics, clothes, craft, design, diy, domestic arts, drawing, dreamy, embroidery, environment, fashion, flora, furniture, glass, green, handmade, holy shit, illustration, jewellery, joy, knit, loveness, making, mono no aware, painting, paper, photography, playfulness, sculpture, shiver, textile, the happies, typography, wabi sabi | 3 Comments
    Gorgeous librarians by kittenagogo (on flickr)

    A is for aggregation: gorgeous librarians

    A couple of days ago when I was stopped at a street corner waiting for the light to change, a man walked up from behind me, stood beside me, looked at me, smiled, and said, “Nice legs, librarian.” Now, I’m really not a woman who enjoys strangers making commentary on her appearance but he didn’t have the stink of testosterone poisoning about him so I didn’t just default to my “Fuck you, you fucking fucker” setting. Plus? He called me “librarian”. And oh good lord, I do love me a librarian, so very very much I do, and am always so happy to meet a fellow member of that tribe, which obviously that man was.

    Published on Jul 28, 2010 at 10:26 am.
    Filled under: advertising, aggregation, alphabetica, art, artisanry, badass, big happies, body art, book, clothes, comics, consciousness, craft, dreamy, drool, embroidery, Etsy, fashion, geekery, gender, graffiti, hair & makeup, iconoclasm, illustration, indie, internet, joy, language, literature, loveness, music, rowr, the happies, words, work, writing, yum | 1 Comment