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    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
    Jason_Mowry_Song 1 via

    Begin and rebegin

    Tomorrow I go for thyroid surgery. The surgeon will glide her knife across my throat, press the edge into the troubling flesh, open me up, and remove the right lobe of my thyroid, that worrisome shit-disturber.

    Published on Jun 12, 2012 at 9:09 pm.
    Filled under: aggregation, alchemy, anatomy, art, body art, craft, domestic arts, drawing, embroidery, Flickr, handmade, illustration, knit, science, street, technology, transformation, unruly, wabi sabi | 1 Comment
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    A poem I think you should read (5)

    Swarm
    by Cheryl Coon

    Published on Dec 08, 2010 at 8:39 am.
    Filled under: anatomy, art, book, fauna, language, literature, paper, poetry, publication, science, sculpture, transformation, typography, unruly, video, words, writing | No 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
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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
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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
    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
    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
    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
    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
    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
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    Dia de los muertos

    Today is the day for the beautiful bones.

    Published on Nov 01, 2009 at 12:13 pm.
    Filled under: alphabetica, anatomy, animation, art, artisanry, badass, ceramics, corsetry, craft, decay, design, dreamy, Etsy, fashion, holy shit, mono no aware, painting, science, sculpture, typography, wabi sabi | 7 Comments
    labyrinth-izumis-house-2-hiroshima-2007-by-mtoi-yamamoto

    Salt

    Last May, I ran a half-marathon. It was a dreadful experience, in ways I can’t, even four months later, fully articulate. I can tell you that I wasn’t jubilant when I crossed the finish line, I didn’t feel the lightness of spirit I had anticipated. Not at all. In fact, I was bitterly disappointed in myself because I hadn’t run the way I wanted to run and because in the months of training I’d done to prepare for the race, I’d lost all the things I value about running, sacrificed them to this goal of propelling myself 21.1 kilometres in tandem with thousands of strangers, in a specific and challenging amount of time.

    Published on Sep 15, 2009 at 8:02 am.
    Filled under: aggregation, alchemy, anatomy, architecture, art, artisanry, book, catharsis, ceramics, concatenation, confession, connection, craft, dreamy, epiphany, food, glass, holy shit, illustration, loveness, music, north, painting, performance, photography, poetry, risk-taking, running, science, sculpture, shiver, smash, transformation, transgression | 5 Comments
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    Out the window of the train

    Once I wrote this e-mail to a friend:

    There is chainmail and then there is trainmail. This here is trainmail.

    Out the window of my train, I see a freight train, enormously long, car after car marked “CornProducts”. One car marked “cationic corn starch”. I don’t even know what that means but I like how it looks and how it sounds in my head.

    Published on Aug 24, 2009 at 7:19 am.
    Filled under: alchemy, alphabetica, anatomy, catharsis, concatenation, connection, dreamy, epiphany, holy shit, language, letterpress, literature, loveness, magazine, poetry, publication, rowr, science, sentipensante, shiver, swoon, transformation, transgression, typography, words, yum | 2 Comments
    hands

    Bog people

    The Tollund Man
    by Seamus Heaney

    I
    Some day I will go to Aarhus
    To see his peat-brown head,
    The mild pods of his eye-lids,
    His pointed skin cap.

    Published on Jul 20, 2009 at 10:12 am.
    Filled under: anatomy, catharsis, decay, exhibition, holy shit, loveness, mono no aware, north, poetry, science, shiver, transgression, wabi sabi | No Comments
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    The seahorse in the daffodil

    The other night I was drinking whiskey and thinking about Fibonacci numbers and thinking about Katinka Matson’s scanned flower images and thinking about how once upon a time I looked at her daffodils and realised how 

    Published on Jul 15, 2009 at 9:07 am.
    Filled under: anatomy, art, concatenation, connection, dreamy, epiphany, fauna, flora, intersection, loveness, photography, science, sentipensante, shiver, swoon | 1 Comment
    Backbone

    The backbone of the backbone.

    Published on May 01, 2009 at 10:30 am.
    Filled under: advertising, aggregation, agitprop, alchemy, alphabetica, alt, anatomy, animation, architecture, art, artisanry, bacon, badass, bahahahaha, blog, body art, book, call for submissions, catharsis, ceramics, chaos, clothes, collage, comics, concatenation, connection, consumerism, corsetry, craft, crochet, curating, dance, decay, design, design, dirty little secrets, diy, domestic arts, domicile, dreamy, environment, epiphany, event, exhibition, fashion, fauna, film, flora, food, fuck you and the horse you rode in on, furniture, gallimaufry, gaming, geekery, gender, glass, graffiti, graphic, green, hair & makeup, handmade, holy shit, home, hybrid, iconoclasm, illustration, indie, industrial, internet, intersection, interview, jewellery, knit, language, letterpress, literature, loveness, magazine, making, mono no aware, music, north, novel, painting, paper, performance, photography, poetry, project, publication, radio, repurpose, review, risk-taking, rowr, science, sculpture, sentipensante, shiver, smash, street, swoon, technology, television, textile, theatre, transformation, transgression, typography, upcycle, video, vintage, wabi sabi, words, yum | 1 Comment