Monthly Archives: January 2010

wooler + cooler

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February is upon us, dear friends; and, it’s cold. Very cold. So cold that my ears hurt even though I had them tucked all snug in a bug in my little teal hat. Alas. There are a lot of places it’s colder. So, when I saw Ms. Rita Cordeiro’s gorgeous winter wares from her wooler line I couldn’t help but think they’d (help) take the edge off the gloom of coldverycold. Because, as you’ll see she does some splendidly wonderful things with color. And not only that, but all her hats and neckwear (and pieces that do double duty) made from Portuguese wool look oh-so-very snuggly. Cheerful color + copious coziness = maybe, possible venturing outdoors when the wind feels like cold little knives.

With a teeny bit more investigation, I found the button to Rita’s other shop cooler, where she works her excellent color sense and crochet skills into some lovely and unique textile jewelry.

And now, the proof:

Lovely, yes? I’m going to post now, lest I spend even more time pondering if I should be switching pics around. Go on ahead and visit her sites yourself to see more :)

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Body Stories

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I’ve had photographer Roberto Kusterle‘s page open in one of my browser tabs for a really, really long time. I’ve always intended to show off a smidge of his amazing work, but obviously I haven’t as of yet. Well, today is the day it does seem because I have always, always wanted a pair of wings. It just seems like it’d be right on me. Granted, that could just be influenced by my being referred to as pixie-esque for a good lot of my life and going by the nickname Tinkerbell (or just “Tink”) for two years in college. Indeed, it was always amusing to be walking around and have some person I didn’t really know shout out “Hi Tinkerbell!” across the Green as I passed. Or make a connection to someone in my fiction writing class a few years later who, when we realized we shared a mutual friend, exclaimed “Oh! You’re Tinkerbell!”.

What can I say, my nicknames and apparently odd style has a tendency to precede me. But, that’s besides the point beyond to say, I guess, that I have always had an appreciation for ethereal and otherwordly things; and apparently so does Mr. Kusterele, who’s work does delight and invite into an intriguing world in which I do not live. But, it’s not like those two worlds are separate. What I find interesting, is the ways in which they connect.

I like how the wings seem so normal here. It’s interesting how they seem less like a body part than an article of clothing you put on; something you could choose to have on or off; have different pairs for different occasions, different needs. Maybe sometimes you feel like flying, maybe sometimes you don’t. Maybe sometimes your wings get dirty and muddled, and they need a bath. Maybe you lose your wings. Maybe you’re devastated because you liked them so much. But, maybe you can get yourself and new pair. A new pair of wings.

I like trees, obviously, if you haven’t noticed. I think it’s because of, and it’s kind of hard to explain, the human side of them. Metaphorically speaking, perhaps. You know how people can say “oh, so-and-so is a very grounded and/or down to earth kind of person”, or “oh so-and-so’s head is in the clouds and/or such a dreamer!” Yeah? You’ve said something like that before, yes? Well, I’ve been called both, at times; though, as I’ve said I’m a very in-my-head daydream-y kind of gal. But, I can be realistic, and practical, and totally thoroughly logical. Its kind of like a tree, and how it has it’s leaves all up in the air, free and rustling with the wind, branches going every which way all wily-nily. That silly top of the tree with it’s head in the clouds. But that very same tree with the free- for-all leaves (and fruits and flowers, and etc!) also has roots that flow deep into the ground. It has a core. Its grows a new layer every year. It reminds me of someone who once told me that I was very head in the clouds-y and that to feel more grounded, I should close my eyes and imagine that my legs were a tree and to picture roots sprouting from the bottom of my feet and heading into the ground. Sometimes I do that; but mostly, I think it’s nice to think that you (and I mean we all) can be both. Each part needs the other to be.

See what I mean! The top of your head, your hair: Leaves! Ha! And, I’ve always thought it would be kind of fun to have a hat like that. I’m working on it.

This one makes me think of affection and human touch. How it lingers, and how energy spreads and sticks with you.

All pregnant ladies all over the world get the baby belly. It’s what comes next that’s interesting. I mostly thought of the recent article in the New York Times about mother’s in Germany and the ensuing commentary in the comment section regarding mothers and whether they should or should not work and governments do or don’t or should or shouldn’t support families. What’s best is a never-ending debate.

And, with that, I urge you to go check out more of Robert Kusterele’s work; it’s definitely interesting:

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A well designed kick in the a$$ (for overthinkers ((not so)) anonymous)

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I think. I think a lot. I like to look at things from alllll different angles, pick it apart, put it back together… you get the drill. (For some reason, the phrase mental origami popped into my head. And I like it. But. I’d have to think about it to see if it really, truly, adequately reflects this thinking process). A lot of times the thought put into things is beneficial, other times overwhelming and time-consuming and you find yourself in a labyrinth of possibilities, with no clear way out. Sometimes, you just need to hear a good old fashioned shut up and get on with it already (!) to get you back on track. These lovelies by Supermarket do it in such a nice, attractive way they manage to fill me with glee and shame me at the same time. And that, my friends, takes talent.

(I was going to say that I really need these on my studio wall so that I can look up at them the next time I am agonizing over something (that only seems) mundane (to the untrained eye!!) and receive a nice refreshing perspective. And then I realized that I actually should probably get these sayings tattooed onto my left arm, or maybe wrist. To remind me. Constantly. ((The other wrist would say, “You’re a total rockstar.”))

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Color riot

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You know I love color by now, right? Yes, so, I fell for each of the following artists use of color, and then noticed that they all shared a great sense of movement as well. And the wonderful use of color in more abstract ways, in non super literal forms (like oh! a great green chair!), gives the colors their own sort of life. Kind of like energy hop bopping, swirling, dancing, winding, lolly-gagging around and interacting with one another. I find them simultaneously exciting, calming, and fascinating. Each artist reminds me a bit of a different part of one my one of my favorite little books/animated shorts The Dot and the Line by Norman Juster (which I posted about some time ago. Click the link to watch)

Jason Karolak

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Jessica Snow

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Chris Duncan

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