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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
    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
    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
    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
    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
    El Rio interviews Ghetto Frida

    Department of If Loving the Interwebs is Wrong Then I Don’t Wanna Be Right

    Humanity is bad and terrible and capable of the most horrific acts of cruelty and venality. But oh my god, when a beautiful brain does beautiful brain things, it makes me remember that some of us are not only unbad and unterrible, but really fucking wonderful. What I’m thinking of here is this thing I found on the webs that are inter, this fabulous wonderful thing. To be precise, this thing:

    Published on Nov 26, 2010 at 10:20 am.
    Filled under: alchemy, bad attitude, badass, big happies, body art, comics, drawing, fashion, Flickr, graphic, hair & makeup, iconoclasm, illustration, indie, insane-in-the-best-possible-way, internet, intersection, interview, joy, novel, painting, project, street, the happies, transformation, unruly, urban, video | No Comments
    big crazy lips 2

    Smooch

    Sometimes I’m a romantic creature … okay, who’m I trying to fool here? … always I’m a romantic creature. Forever and ever I’ve been madly shivered up by the sweet gesture, small or large or somewhere in between. I have made those gestures and had them made for me and some of them have been over-the-top — whoa, Nelly, way up and way off the precipice of mad-for-you, with a celebratory shout of “For you are my beloved” — and some of them have been tiny and odd, discernible only to me and the person whose lips I wish to kiss.

    Published on Oct 18, 2010 at 12:03 pm.
    Filled under: advertising, aggregation, anatomy, art, consumerism, design, embroidery, fashion, food, furniture, graphic, hair & makeup, illustration, jewellery, packaging, painting, performance, playfulness, television, unruly | 3 Comments
    heatherwick05-via-designboom

    Sharps

    I like the notion of the skin being breached so that change can be rendered to the organism. I like the idea very much, altho’ I fully recognize the malarial reality of the wrong kind of puncture, the bleedout reality of the wrong kind of slice. But here in my metaphorical LaLaLand, sharp things are pretty things that are also agents of change.

    Published on Sep 12, 2010 at 10:31 am.
    Filled under: alchemy, anatomy, art, artisanry, badass, big happies, body art, catharsis, clothes, consciousness, craft, crochet, domestic arts, embroidery, epiphany, fashion, flora, holy shit, insane-in-the-best-possible-way, joy, knit, paper, photography, project, science, sculpture, swoon, textile, unruly | 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
    Swiatoslaw Wojtkowiak's photostream

    butcher & seam

    Butcher’s charts take it all apart.

    Sewing patterns put it all together.

    The sundering and the reconciling … they interest me, both. I maybe love taxidermy because it requires both; I should maybe love the jigsaw puzzle more than I do, for the same reason.

    Published on Jul 17, 2010 at 12:03 pm.
    Filled under: aggregation, alchemy, anatomy, architecture, art, artisanry, badass, big happies, book, ceramics, clothes, connection, craft, decay, design, design, domestic arts, drawing, dreamy, embroidery, epiphany, fashion, fauna, flora, food, freedom, fuck you and the horse you rode in on, gaming, geekery, graphic, handmade, holy shit, home, illustration, insane-in-the-best-possible-way, internet, intersection, joy, language, loveness, making, mono no aware, music, packaging, painting, photography, playfulness, project, risk-taking, science, sculpture, shiver, smash, swoon, technology, textile, transformation, transgression, wabi sabi, words, work, writing, yum | 2 Comments
    09 Lighting Books" by Airan Kang via illusion.scene360

    The poetry of objects: spinality

    Often I think of the poetry of objects
    about the way a seam is resolved
    or the way a spine grows
    about the things we make with our bodies
    and the bones from out of our bodies

    Published on Jun 30, 2010 at 8:21 am.
    Filled under: aggregation, anatomy, architecture, art, artisanry, book, ceramics, clothes, connection, craft, design, domicile, dreamy, embroidery, fashion, fauna, flora, furniture, glass, holy shit, home, hybrid, iconoclasm, illustration, insane-in-the-best-possible-way, intersection, jewellery, joy, language, loveness, making, metal, painting, paper, photography, playfulness, project, risk-taking, science, sculpture, sentipensante, shiver, swoon, technology, textile, the happies, transformation, transgression, words, work, writing, yum | 2 Comments
    Nancy Cunard photographed by Cecil Beaton, 1930

    Style is generosity

    I think I think too much about clothes — mine, yours, his, hers, theirs, whoever’s. Because really? I think an awful lot about them. Like, an AWRFUL lot. Thing is, when the world is being beautiful, I don’t want to be a blight on it and when the world is being unbeautiful, I don’t want to add to the ick, so I end up thinking a lot about my clothes. And in my thinking, I also think this: I think style is an act of generosity. I think fashion is just merchandising. I think one is qualitatively superior to the other, by a lot, and in my mind it’s clear that the superior one is style.

    Published on Jun 11, 2010 at 11:11 am.
    Filled under: alchemy, art, artisanry, badass, big happies, book, clothes, consumerism, craft, dance, design, diy, domestic arts, dreamy, drool, Etsy, fashion, hair & makeup, handmade, holy shit, iconoclasm, indie, jewellery, loveness, making, music, packaging, performance, playfulness, poetry, repurpose, risk-taking, rowr, shiver, street, swoon, textile, transformation, transgression, uncategorized, video, vintage, yum | 5 Comments
    b-is-for-banana, via ffffound

    From the desk of Mr. Roy G. Biv: yellow

    Yellow! I don’t really like it, most of the time, and yet my favourite shoes in the whole wide world are yellow and I love it when a cool-toned garden is warmed by splashes of yellow and I think lemons are not only delightfully delicious  as foodstuffs but delightfully delectable in every aesthetic aspect and I like looking at my bookshelves and seeing the yellow spines of Upside Down and Cheap Chic and A Prick Up Your Ears and What It Is and maybe now that I think of it I do like yellow, not as the object or the subject, mostly, but in small illuminating punctuatory doses.

    Published on Jun 02, 2010 at 10:12 am.
    Filled under: aggregation, alphabetica, art, artisanry, body art, book, clothes, comics, craft, design, domestic arts, domicile, drawing, embroidery, environment, fashion, fauna, flora, glass, hair & makeup, handmade, illustration, jewellery, literature, music, photography, sculpture, textile | 5 Comments
    Coop Spook by Aubrey Longley-Cook

    A flip of the bird

    You know, I’m not really a big fan of birds (the Byrds, yes, birds, no). Okay, truth be told, I find them horrible and creepy, more than is strictly reasonable — if in fact there’s a degree of finding-birds-horrible-and-creepy that could be characterised as “reasonable”. Mostly, of course, my distaste for birds doesn’t matter, doesn’t have an impact on my life — except when preparing a whole chicken for consumption. Yow. Now that is the stuff nightmares are made of. Mostly, however, I don’t think about birds or worry about birds.

    Published on May 13, 2010 at 8:08 am.
    Filled under: anatomy, art, artisanry, book, ceramics, clothes, confession, craft, design, domestic arts, drawing, fashion, fauna, green, handmade, hybrid, illustration, painting, paper, photography, project, repurpose, science, sculpture, textile, typography | 5 Comments
    Phalacrognathus muelleri – October 2006 by Sipho Mabona, via mabonaorigami

    Dinna fash yersel’

    The world spins on its axis, on and on and on, no matter who comes here or leaves here, no matter how happy or sad you are, no matter, no matter.

    Published on Apr 24, 2010 at 12:43 pm.
    Filled under: art, artisanry, catharsis, clothes, consciousness, craft, crochet, decay, diy, domestic arts, domicile, drawing, dreamy, embroidery, environment, epiphany, Etsy, fashion, fauna, flora, gallimaufry, glass, green, handmade, home, illustration, jewellery, joy, knit, loveness, making, mono no aware, north, painting, photography, playfulness, poetry, project, remembrance, risk-taking, sculpture, sentipensante, shiver, sorrow, swoon, textile, transformation, transgression, uncategorized, wabi sabi, weather, work, writing | 1 Comment
    rings

    Department of Droolage

    If you’re a bling-averse ladyperson like me, then you don’t give a fiddler’s foxtrot about jewellery and have spent precisely zero time in your life thinking covetously about shiny, sparkly gems.

    Published on Mar 26, 2010 at 6:32 am.
    Filled under: aggregation, artisanry, badass, consumerism, design, dreamy, drool, fashion, jewellery, uncategorized | 3 Comments
    Octopus, from Animani, 1980, by Mario Mariotti, via laura@popdesign's photostream

    A poem I think you should read (4)

    How to catch an octopus
    by Patrick Widdess

    Published on Mar 03, 2010 at 12:40 pm.
    Filled under: aggregation, alchemy, anatomy, art, artisanry, badass, ceramics, clothes, comics, craft, crochet, design, design, domestic arts, domicile, dreamy, Etsy, exhibition, fashion, fauna, food, furniture, glass, graffiti, graphic, holy shit, home, illustration, insane-in-the-best-possible-way, jewellery, knit, language, literature, painting, photography, poetry, publication, science, sculpture, street, textile, transformation | 3 Comments
    Untitled #1 (Cloud, Mountain), from the series The Vertical Shadows

    Let’s get lost: the Chet Bakerness of running

    Here’s a thing I just realised. Chet Baker had it right: let’s get lost. That’s what running is, for me: a getting lost, the way you can get lost in very few things, maybe only love and sex and music and physical exertion and the way the air smells in the woods in the fall or the way a cold lake feels on your body when you jump in naked and let all that cold swirl across all your bare skin to leave you gasping and shuddering in a strange beautiful release that’s almost like the moment of orgasm, in the pleasure/pain aspect of it and also in the being completely present in your body aspect of it.

    Published on Mar 03, 2010 at 6:23 am.
    Filled under: alchemy, art, artisanry, badass, catharsis, clothes, dreamy, environment, epiphany, fashion, film, furniture, glass, handmade, insane-in-the-best-possible-way, intersection, interview, jewellery, music, painting, photography, poetry, risk-taking, running, science, sculpture, shiver, textile, transformation, weather | No Comments
    Antler Girl by Beci Orpin

    A is for aggregation: antlerpeople

    When I grow up, I want to be a people. A people with antlers.

    Published on Feb 17, 2010 at 6:29 am.
    Filled under: aggregation, alchemy, anatomy, art, artisanry, ceramics, clothes, concatenation, craft, dreamy, embroidery, fashion, fauna, hybrid, illustration, intersection, north, painting, photography, textile, transformation, transgression | 4 Comments
    Vasculature of a porcine heart, via Glockoma's photostream

    Gracious, it’s VD
    I’m in love with the poet Frank O’Hara. The fact that in life he was gay and the other fact that in life he is dead matter not a whit to me because how not to love a man so full of  strange, tender hardassery?
    Published on Feb 14, 2010 at 10:10 am.
    Filled under: aggregation, anatomy, art, artisanry, ceramics, craft, crochet, domestic arts, dreamy, embroidery, Etsy, fashion, fauna, food, glass, graffiti, handmade, home, illustration, jewellery, knit, language, literature, loveness, painting, paper, photography, poetry, science, sculpture, street, textile, words | 1 Comment
    McQueen

    Carapace

    The carapace is a wonderful thing in its own right and I can celebrate its utility and its beauty — I can, I honestly can. But I never really forget that for all its protective value, it’s also a small, confined place, like a pedestal … or a prison.

    Published on Feb 11, 2010 at 11:08 am.
    Filled under: alchemy, anatomy, architecture, art, artisanry, badass, catharsis, ceramics, clothes, craft, domicile, dreamy, environment, epiphany, fashion, fauna, food, glass, holy shit, making, running, sculpture, technology, television, textile, transformation, vintage | No Comments
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    Department of Droolage

    Want. These. Want. These. Want These.

    Published on Jan 31, 2010 at 10:07 am.
    Filled under: alchemy, anatomy, badass, body art, clothes, consumerism, design, dreamy, drool, fashion, holy shit, iconoclasm, loveness, swoon, textile, yum | 2 Comments