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    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
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    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
    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
    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
    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
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    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
    "Hell, Yes!" by Ugo Rondinone, 2001, via yauhin1's photostream

    Yes

    You know what I love? I love “yes”. I love “yes” so much, and so hard, and  also its more boisterous adjutants “hell yes” and “fuck yes”.

    Published on Aug 27, 2010 at 12:22 pm.
    Filled under: aggregation, agitprop, alphabetica, architecture, art, artisanry, badass, big happies, catharsis, comics, confession, consciousness, dirty little secrets, domestic arts, domicile, drawing, duhness, epiphany, Etsy, food, freedom, graphic, handmade, holy shit, home, iconoclasm, illustration, joy, language, loveness, making, packaging, painting, paper, photography, playfulness, risk-taking, sculpture, street, the happies, typography, unruly, words, work, writing | 2 Comments
    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
    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
    WÜRSA. 2008. Palais de Tokyo, Paris, via we-find-wildness-com

    Precarity

    Sometimes I feel like Reepicheep finally arrived at the edge of the world and sometimes I feel like I’m standing way up high on a tall place where I have to make a choice about whether I’ll step off and float away, or not.

    Published on Jun 07, 2010 at 4:26 pm.
    Filled under: aggregation, alchemy, architecture, art, catharsis, ceramics, dreamy, environment, epiphany, fauna, food, freedom, furniture, holy shit, home, joy, making, mono no aware, performance, photography, risk-taking, sculpture, sentipensante, shiver, smash, swoon, transformation, transgression, wabi sabi | No Comments
    Amsterdam

    Remortar

    Imagine if we could remove the mortar that holds all the disparate elements of our selves together. Remove it and fiddle the bricks of character around a bit and repoint, so that we could be remade. Or maybe that’s too drastic (altho’ I am a woman who likes the grand gesture) — it’s not a complete rebuild that interests me but the jimjummery of a rejig.

    Published on Mar 22, 2010 at 11:07 am.
    Filled under: aggregation, alchemy, architecture, art, artisanry, badass, craft, decay, design, diy, dreamy, environment, event, holy shit, iconoclasm, insane-in-the-best-possible-way, intersection, loveness, making, playfulness, project, risk-taking, sculpture, street, swoon, transformation, transgression, work, yum | 1 Comment
    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
    Lauren Kalman, "Lip Adornment," 2006, image courtesy of the Museum of Contemporary Craft

    It don’t mean a thing if it ain’t got that bling

    Actually … actually … I’m a very bling-averse woman.

    Published on Mar 01, 2010 at 1:42 pm.
    Filled under: alchemy, anatomy, art, badass, body art, dreamy, drool, fauna, flora, holy shit, jewellery, risk-taking, sculpture, shiver, transgression, yum | 3 Comments
    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
    Ice Bow by Corey

    Frozen frissonery

    Ice is nice. Okay, if you’re me, it’s more than nice.

    Published on Feb 09, 2010 at 2:01 pm.
    Filled under: alchemy, architecture, art, badass, ceramics, clothes, domicile, dreamy, environment, film, flora, holy shit, mono no aware, music, north, painting, performance, photography, risk-taking, sculpture, shiver, textile, transformation, wabi sabi, yum | 1 Comment
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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
    whitefeather-branches-2

    The art is so much better at night

    I run. I like to run, a lot.

    Correction.

    I love to run. Love it, with big crazy heartsing heartpound loveness.

    Published on Jan 30, 2010 at 10:37 am.
    Filled under: art, connection, epiphany, flora, holy shit, intersection, loveness, mono no aware, running, shiver, wabi sabi, yum | 2 Comments
    Proof What a Sissy I'm Not via okzon's photostream

    Christmas: the good, the bad, and the ugly: 1

    I have seen the face of compromised sanity and it looks like Santa.

    Published on Dec 12, 2009 at 12:09 pm.
    Filled under: advertising, aggregation, anatomy, art, bahahahaha, ceramics, Christmas, consumerism, craft, holy shit, illustration, insane-in-the-best-possible-way, making, photography, street, transgression | No Comments
    CD cover Roots Manuva, Slime and Reason, via creativereview.co.uk

    I thinked it up with my brainybrain

    If you read here fairly regularly, you may have noticed I’ve been on a bit of a consciousness kick lately, posting about dream and nightmare, acid and ‘shroom. It’s a subject that’s still very much on my mind and, in my mullings, I have thought mightily about trepanation, not for the first time in my life. Good old trepanation is, as Wiktionary has it, “The practice of drilling a hole in the skull as a physical, mental, or spiritual treatment” and it’s an activity that first crossed my radar close to 30 years ago, when I read the book Eccentric Lives and Peculiar Notions by John Michell. In that book there is a whole chapter, “The People With Holes in Their Heads”, devoted to the subject. Now I’m not suggesting I’ll be taking the old drill to my own head (or anyone else’s, for that matter) any time soon, or even any time not-soon, but for all it’s absolute crazy, awful grossness, I’m deeply, weirdly compelled by it. I love Cynthia Girard’s poem “There is an insect” because I swear to god it’s about trepanation.

    Published on Dec 10, 2009 at 11:11 am.
    Filled under: alchemy, anatomy, art, body art, catharsis, chaos, consciousness, epiphany, fauna, holy shit, iconoclasm, risk-taking, science | 2 Comments
    Shrooms- Have a nice trip, via magic-mushroom

    A is for aggregation: fun guy!

    If you take away my periodic PMS madness and my 92%-of-the-time short fuse, I’m a pretty fun gal.

    Published on Dec 07, 2009 at 7:09 am.
    Filled under: advertising, aggregation, alchemy, architecture, art, artisanry, badass, bahahahaha, body art, ceramics, clothes, consciousness, corsetry, craft, crochet, domestic arts, dreamy, embroidery, environment, epiphany, Etsy, fashion, fauna, film, flora, food, furniture, gaming, geekery, glass, handmade, holy shit, illustration, insane-in-the-best-possible-way, jewellery, knit, photography, project, science, sculpture, textile, transformation, video, vintage | 3 Comments
    Illustration by Richard Hoggs, via boooooooom

    Cauchemar

    Sometimes I think it might be enough for the wild things of your brain to assert themselves sufficiently that instead of pretending they don’t exist, you have to turn your gaze to them, even if you can’t classify them. Taxonomy is good and useful — delicious, even — but maybe not always necessary. Maybe you don’t always have to be able to assign a clear name or narrative or meaning to a nightmare. Maybe the beast that rises from the deeps when you dream a dream like that doesn’t have to be a beast you recognise. Maybe not being able to speak the creature’s name is not only okay but an important component of baddreaming.

    Published on Dec 02, 2009 at 11:19 am.
    Filled under: alchemy, anatomy, art, artisanry, catharsis, chaos, consciousness, craft, dirty little secrets, dreamy, embroidery, epiphany, fashion, film, handmade, holy shit, illustration, photography, risk-taking, smash, transformation, transgression, typography | 4 Comments