Sunday, January 29, 2012
Saturday, January 28, 2012
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ikea's swedish meatballs, lingonberry juice, & marzipan cream cake. and my alien doodle.
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those hollow shapes turned into this piece, which turned into the piece below:
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this piece is a wood-chip raku. the roommates & i took a trip to ikea.
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Wednesday, January 25, 2012
artist || richard long
richard long creates art using nature and he walks all over the world to do it.
here is an excerpt from his website:
here is an excerpt from his website:
"In the nature of things:
Art about mobility, lightness and freedom.
Simple creative acts of walking and marking
about place, locality, time, distance and measurement.
Works using raw materials and my human scale
in the reality of landscapes.
The music of stones, paths of shared footmarks,
sleeping by the river's roar."
MUSIC || winter playlist
Lydia // Hailey
Of Monsters and Men // Little Talks
Freelance Whales // Generator ^ Second Floor
The Avett Brothers // Shame
Thao with the Get Down Stay Down // Know Better Learn Faster
Agnes Obel // Riverside
Florence + The Machine // Bedroom Hymns
The Black Keys // Stop Stop
Tuesday, January 24, 2012
Saturday, January 21, 2012
vast spaces.
O Solitude
"O Solitude! if I must with thee dwell,
Let it not be among the jumbled heap
Of murky buildings; climb with me the steep,-
Nature’s observatory - whence the dell,
Its flowery slopes, its river’s crystal swell,
May seem a span; let me thy vigils keep
’Mongst boughs pavillion’d, where the deer’s swift leap
Startles the wild bee from the fox-glove bell.
But though I’ll gladly trace these scenes with thee,
Yet the sweet converse of an innocent mind,
Whose words are images of thoughts refin’d,
Is my soul’s pleasure; and it sure must be
Almost the highest bliss of human-kind,
When to thy haunts two kindred spirits flee. "
-John Keats
Let it not be among the jumbled heap
Of murky buildings; climb with me the steep,-
Nature’s observatory - whence the dell,
Its flowery slopes, its river’s crystal swell,
May seem a span; let me thy vigils keep
’Mongst boughs pavillion’d, where the deer’s swift leap
Startles the wild bee from the fox-glove bell.
But though I’ll gladly trace these scenes with thee,
Yet the sweet converse of an innocent mind,
Whose words are images of thoughts refin’d,
Is my soul’s pleasure; and it sure must be
Almost the highest bliss of human-kind,
When to thy haunts two kindred spirits flee. "
-John Keats
Thursday, January 19, 2012
stop-motion: spöka + nutella
enjoy this cute little love story.
{this is the gif i am submitting for class}.
{this is the gif i am submitting for class}.
{and while you're at it, listen to this song: love love love by avalanche city}
Tuesday, January 17, 2012
scarf special.
it's winter and i've been longing for some of these scarves. too bad they cost money.
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