Monthly Archives: March 2009

everything is everything


It started when I saw this:

Phillip Glass’ “Geometry of Circles” created for Sesame Street in 1979.

It made me feel a little giddy inside, and I was reminded of a conversation I had the other day with a friend about how essentially (in my eyes at least) everything is everything. You know, sort of like (loosely)

art:music=dance=emotion=color=(now that I think about it) shape=geometry=math:science

They all sort of eventually run into one another! I know my explanation of the science end is likely highly lacking. Perhaps I should toss chemistry in after math? Maybe? Anyway, I love how the “Geometry of Circles” film sort of brings like to the whole everything being connected thing. It kind of mixes it all in there. Similar to Norman Juster’s “The Dot and the Line: A Romance in Lower Mathematics.” (If you didn’t watch it when I posted it last year, click here). They sort of give character and motion to shapes and therefore geometry and therefore math, something which we generally might take as something lacking in creativity. You might thing of yourself as being either math/science oriented or art/languages oriented. Left brain vs. right brain. One or the other. Whereas, in truth, they all obviously intermingle. One of reasons I love designing clothing is all of the thought and little calculations that I found (surprisingly) were involved and (even more surprisingly) I actually kind of enjoyed. It’s architecture for the human body. It’s taking a shape, dissecting it, splicing it, moving it around to get differing (hopefully) aesthetically pleasing looks. I’m the “artistic one” of the family who found herself surprisingly spending odd amounts of time trying to calculate (or something?) the best way to dissect a curve. I might be full of it, because I don’t remember exactly what I did or was doing; only that I’ve spent good chunks of time calculating strange things (but, hey it was beneficial! Skirts fall so much more gracefully when everything is evenly spaced).

And then, of course, I was/am completely obsessed with color. I have loudly proclaimed that a blue paint that was handed to me was not right because it wasn’t “happy” enough. The lady working in the paint department in Sear’s Home (or whatever it was) looked at me like I was nuts (this was in Delaware). Regardless of that…Don’t you notice how we tend to prescribe emotions to color (feeling blue! the mean reds! green with envy!)? Personalities even?

I discovered Ken Nordine’s spoken word jazz album Colors (1966) in college when I was supposed to be writing a research paper. He takes 34 colors and tells jazzy little stories about each one. I thought it was the best most hilariously wonderful thing ever and I was immediately consumed by it’s novelty. I do not know how to put just songs up here, but I did find (!) some youtubed video of Kinetic Typography (cool!) of two of the colors created by students at Oklahoma State University:

These are fabulous for the way they make the movement meld with the mood and beat of what he’s saying. And of course, for the stories of the trials and tribulations in a land where colors are people-ish.

And then there is dance. Of course, dance! For me, dance is kind of like being in the music. It kind of gets into your bones and under your skin and when your dancing you’re not necessarily “you” but a living representation of the music. Twyla Tharp’s choreography of “In the Upper Room” to Philip Glass’ music exhibits this wonderfully:

Isn’t it beautiful? How the layered movements interact and represent and mingle with the layers of the music. Sometimes, often, in dance telling a story takes precedence but this was just being and living out the music.

At the same time, for me, music feels kind of like this:

both by Marilyn Cvitanic

I once explained it like this to a friend who asked which I would choose if I could only have one, Color or Music:

“I couldn’t choose because they’re the same. It’s like moods and colors are connected and you listen to certain music perhaps when you’re in certain moods you might sort of “feel” like a color (pantone 292!)…. and then it’s like within the music the colors are dancing around and mixing and bumping into each other and it’s all art. color, music, dance, etc.”

Close your eyes and listen to this:

What did you see?

(And of course.. it can all be led back to science:

Wikepedia on Color

And you know, I’ve read that we all might very well have a little bit of Synesthesia in us.)

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Objects of your affection


Saw these kitschy little Pablo the Object Frame on Interior Design Room and was immediately reminded of:

via Cup of Joe by Heather at The Coterie


via SwissMiss by Kevin N. Murphy

I think taking pictures where you’re holding the frame is pretty darned adorable and it seems to be catching on stateside; from what I’ve read it’s been a bit of a trend at European weddings from someone to bring a frame and for the guests to be photographed holding it. They’re not too difficult to find if you do some flickr-ing or google-ing, but these two manage to be clean and classy while at the same time having a hint of quirk, kitsch, and fun. You can’t really help but smile when looking at them.

And that’s why I really enjoy those object frames. They’re so simple that they kind of make your objects seem to smile, if that makes sense. They make anything look a little bit more special, without oodles of ornate loops and curls (of your more ornate frames).

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Fascinated by: Amanda Wachob tattoos (*updated)


Spotted this tattoo by artist Amanda Wachob described as a “distilled water tattoo” and became immediately fascinated. I scurried lickety-split to her (tattoo) site and eagerly ogled pictures of her “bloodline” tattoos which are created using distilled water as opposed to ink, and are impermanent; “An ideographic shape carries thought and stands for something beyond itself. It is intended that as your body heals the mark, the symbol’s energies are absorbed.” It’s like an art hickey.

Wachob also creates beautiful abstract paint swash-y tattoos. I’m pretty amazed at those too, and I imagine it takes a certain kind of skill to render such realistic depictions of paint swashed onto skin.

She certainly makes me kind of intrigued about getting a tattoo. I think something like either of these would be pretty fun; and hey, the distilled water kind isn’t permanent. Might kind suck though to get tattoo-needled only to have it disappear. But I kind of like that idea, too. Deep transientness. Interestingly enough, she works right here in NYC at Daredevil Tattoo. Tempting.

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We’re golden


Love the red poppies (and shoes! ((i always love red shoes)). Love the lapis blue dress. Love the hint of green. Love the golden sky and swirling pink clouds. All of the colors just really work together so well.  You can’t help but pick up a little Wizard of Oz and/or Chronicles of Naria vibe. (Samantha Zaza does some lovely work!)

Personally, I like gold paint, and I tend to keep a tube or two around. Though they mostly hearken back to The Pomegranate Estate days (2004-2006), when  Bunny and I had our hearts set on covering the walls in lyrics hand-painted in antique gold. We set to it one tipsy evening but realized it would take longer than we thought to get the whole wall covered. You wouldn’t think it’d be a deterrent as we would not uncommonly wind up staying up all night doing such mundane sewing tasks as hemming a dress (by hand), or making buttonholes. We did indeed have odd priorities sometimes, haha.

Anyway, what we did get done most certainly had a nice effect. It was relatively subtle, but it popped a bit more when the light was shining directly on it.

Hmm. If only our favorite green chair were blue, then this would be a definite roomified version of the painting.

Sorry for the posting poky-ness, loves. Been pondering up some longer posts but have to re-track everything down. Oops. So easy to get lost and turned around in these vast and ever-expanding interwebs, sometimes – even when you leave yourself little “breadcrumbs.”

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Wood you turn the music up, please?


I have a crush on these radios made from sustainably grown wood by Areaware. There’s something mildly toy-ish about them in their simplicity; and yet grown up, too. I love how organic they make technology. A lot of attempts have come out goofy before, but these are wonderfully executed. (available at Velocity)

Also to be applauded, are the gorgeous wooden turntables by Audiowood. I saw them while in the midst of a ireallywantarecordplayersoicanfinallyplaymyrecordsagain binge and they’ve been hanging out in a browser tab awaiting posting even though they’ve already been making their way through the blogosphere.

And since I did admit to being a bit of a record player binge, here are a two gratuitous vintage record player shots:

hand-painted Beatles goodness by OmGurl

It’s yellow! And plays 8-tracks, too. Johnnyvintage

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WHY?! Oh, Why!


Two things I need:
+more books
+one of those fold-y reusable bags for toting around purchases/extra stuff that I can stick in my bag. Because I use plastic WAY too much. (I’m picky and haven’t found one I adore yet… until)

Hello(!) Lizania Cruz‘s “Book Bag”.

It looks like a book!

But opens up into a tote bag!

Two birds! One stone. I may not have much money; but if I were to see this in a store I’d very likely squeal and make a mad dash to the register. I’d go buy coffee and sit on a park bench opening the “book” and folding it back in again. I’d buy something just so I could carry it around. I’d go home and write some of my favorite quotes in the lines. I’d gleefully show it off to my friends.

Look how excited I am over a foldable bag.

And to think, it was Only A Promotional Item (sent out to Anthropologie’s top customers as a thank you/Holiday gift). I’m pouting. My poor book and kitsch loving heart is broken.

Why! oh Why..

via SwissMiss

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Street Spottings


I really, really love people watching. I really love love love people’s personal style. The stirrings of spring and the removal of 20 layers of clothing makes me want to stop everyone and photograph their looks not unlike well-known street style photographers. However, I am terrible at asking people to let me take their picture. So, I wind up slinking around trying to surreptitiously snap a photo, and I usually wind up with a lot of pictures from the back. Luckily, with this first one, the back was what I was interested in:

I am a fan of the red of the jacket as well as oh-so-intrigued by whatever is going on in the back. I was following behind them trying to both snap a picture and figure out what was going on there (bought that way or tied? and IF tied, what did it look like before). Anyway, it gave me an idea, as I’ve been doing some sketching/designing lately. Not sure how I feel about the red hair, though, especially in conjunction with the red jacket. I am a fan of the bag. Navy blue and red can be super cute together as this gal proves. One thing is for sure: Red is probably her favorite color. Yay Red!

I first saw this papa and though “Holy Moly, that guy is TALL”, and then I noticed his texturally delicious outfit, and then his adorably outfitted Little Ones and I followed, followed, followed them! People kept stepping between them and I, though, and once inside (I’m not sketchy, they turned out to be going to the same place I was) there were too many people moving about for me to get a better picture. But! What a freaking adorable family. They looked so lovely together, with all of their intermingling colors and textures. The little girl’s dress (that you can’t see *sniffle*) was a nice little pop of red amidst the darker muted greens, blues, greys, and browns. I was exquisitely charmed.

These two (personally) captivating ensembles in one day was quite a little thrill. I’m not usually so driven to follow someone around hoping to sneak in a picture. Usually, I just try to make a mental note. A new- found (quasi) brazenness? Or the sheer delight of temperatures creeping upward? We shall see.

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My dad really likes wine (in a collector-y way, that is). And so, having been given sips/tastes of wine since childhood I grew up to really like wine, too. Yes, I was the weird kid at college parties thinking while begrudgingly sipping some godawful beer or jungle-juice that what I could really go for would be a nice glass of red wine.

Serious wine-age

So, these wine-glass lights made me laugh! And I thought about how one could devote a whole room’s decor to a wine theme. Like using old bottles and corks and whatnot. I think it could be neat to have a TON of these wine-glass-lights dotted all over the room at slightly varying lengths. And the lights inside are LED and good to shine for 30,000 or so hours (aka about 10 years), so you don’t need to worry about how to change them!

By Oooms and spotted on Design Boom

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It’s true. I’m a Nerd


(Because) I quite literally swooned when I saw this book/stair-case. There’s just something about books, and lots of them that makes me feel a little giddy. Just to be surrounded by them. I actually like, in this instance, how close everything is together. As much as I enjoy the idea of having a large little library of my own someday, this reminds me of curling up in stacks of the basement of my university’s library and pouring over vintage magazines for hours.

Another thing that I adore about this, is that it’s essentially a sort of secret staircase that leads up to a lofted bedroom (lit by roof lights *melt*). And I’ve always loved the idea of having a little secret staircase. I’d probably love to do up the lofted bedroom to have a sort of ethereal treehouse feel. Maybe. It would feel like your own little hideaway.

And one of the awesome things about so many books is that together they create such a gorgeous visual eye-candy of color and texture. Combine that with my love of words, and *boom* it’s love. (Don’t even get me started of some of those book displays where everything is arranged by color).

All that’s left to send me in to a full-blown book/library-gasm is to make it so that you pull one of the books all-old-school-style and an extra super secret passageway opens up to some other little. I think I’d pass out.

Designed by Levitate Architects and spotted on Apartment Therapy

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