A place to blather on about things that catch my eye, nomz I like to nom, and music that makes my ears happy.
Paper art by Elsa Mora aka elsita on Etsy
As my friend Arthur would say, “STUN. GUN.”
This is like a pop-up storybook for adults. I swoon.
Aakash Nihalani used tape, fluorescent paper, corrugated plastic and magnets to make colorful bars that appear to pass through people, symbolizing “both the isolation and community” that he feels living in Brooklyn.
Having a hard time believing this isn’t photoshopped…but either way, it’s pretty awesome.
Stairs leading to San Juan de Gaztelugatxe. Photographed by @sdpnt. #gaztelugatxe #sanjuan
The winners of the seventh annual iPhone Photography Awards (IPPAWARDS) were announced this week, and we can’t believe that photos as beautiful as these were taken on an iPhone.6.18.14Amazing.
I know I’m not the only person who gets obsessive about one song and plays it over and over (moderation not being my strong suit, I will admittedly do this 15-20 times a day, for days on end, if it’s a ditty that REALLY has its hooks in me). Either looping it in a one-song playlist on my iPod, or hovering over the “replay” button if I’m on my laptop, I’ll sometimes indulge myself in this type of music-immersion if only to rid myself of the demon. (Not unlike the approach of forcing a child to smoke a whole carton if s/he is caught smoking a cigarette.)
Anyway, when this oldie but goodie inexplicably crept into my consciousness a couple of days ago, I was more than happy to get swept up in the 90s power ballad-ness of it. One quick Youtube search later, I was back under the rainbow shower trees behind the chapel of my high school, sporting a Wet Seal-meets-Gap ensemble and waxing (quasi) philosophical with my girl gang. I’ve been caught up in nostalgia since Monday afternoon, singing/humming along with the video while doing my best Geoff Tate impersonation.
Of course, preoccupation with a song typically doesn’t end at just listening to it repeatedly. We then have the Internet research. What are the actual lyrics (very important for a lyrics butcher like myself who only discovered five years ago that Dave Gahan was saying “Reach out and touch FAITH”)? What does the song MEAN? What is the band doing now? Well, I found the answer to the last question on a Seattle Times blog. Apparently, they split into two warring factions, battling over the rights to the Queensryche name. How VERY hair band of them! I’m so glad my 1991 self resurfaced in all her awkward glory to take me on this welcome trip down memory lane.
Even though I work the creative field, sometimes my job feels anything but. After getting off a long training call last night (YES, I said LAST NIGHT — atrocious!), I was ready for some right-brain stimulation. Apparently reading my mind, the boyfriend suggested we spend the last waking hour of the day doing an origami project together. I’m thinking he was on a roll since earlier in the day, he made me an origami cube to display on my desk.
After many starts and stops, we managed to get through a wordless 13-minute YouTube video entitled “Easy Origami Dragon.” Easy is somewhat of a subjective term, especially for an origami dunce like myself who can’t fold the de rigeur crane. But with a couple of minor modifications, we successfully turned out two pretty nice-looking dragons, made even nicer looking thanks to my sweetie’s super photography and Lightroom skills:
He struggled with what the dragons should say (“Grrrrrr?”). I say, they’re DRAGONS, they can breathe fire, so they don’t have to say anything! OK, I’m partial to “Rawr.” Rawr rawr rawr.
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This video shows London in 1924 and 2014 simultaneously - and it’s stunning.
OK, you got me. This is absolutely captivating.
Just so no one thinks ALL my culinary experiments are hits right out of the gate, this perfectly plated snack looks better than it tasted (I have the boyfriend’s keen photography/editing skills to thank for that). I didn’t have red onion and cilantro on hand, which I now know are mission-critical. And the avocado wasn’t as buttery as I’d hoped. Oh, and I learned that a little fresh oregano (yes folks, he’s a photographer AND an excellent gardener) goes a really, really long way.
Anyway, it was a weird combination of not-quite-right flavors, but the blue corn chips and pale greens went beautifully with the plate and ottoman in this well-composed still life. If it’s true that you eat with your eyes first, then I suppose you could say this was a successful meal.
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