WHAT'S YOUR NAME? WHO'S YOUR DADDY?

Like Do, Do I Like

2009-12-16T19:01:00.002-05:00

Having previously professed my love of spirographs and kaleidoscopes, imagine how much I'm into John Whitney. Move over, Avatar, this is the real 3D.

Epileptics abstain.

Like some modern day Bonnie and Clyde

2009-11-30T12:19:00.002-05:00

Either Sprüth Magers are mind readers, or we need to get in touch.

Double-whammy: on top of the colossal Tate Modern exhibition, John Baldessari is showing at Sprüth Magers in Berlin until mid-January. I've been to the Tate show twice and I can't get enough. Apparently I'm not the only one.

The gallery's London location is showing Barbara Kruger's work. Futura - what's not to like?

Plus, I've been into "isms" ever since Jenny Holzer (also represented by Sprüth Magers) did her stint for Helmut Lang.

When you're rockin' and a rollin' can't hear your momma call

2009-11-25T08:14:00.004-05:00

Je crois que tout le monde s'accordera à dire que Luc Besson dans les années 80/90 ça envoyait du gros lourd. Le Grand Bleu, Léon, Le Cinquième Elément, du lourd.

Et puis il y a eu Subway, grand moment cinématographique où tout le monde s'était donné rendez-vous: Adjani, avant qu'elle ne vire en eau de boudin; Christophe Lambert avec sa coupe spéciale 220W-au-reveil; et Jean Reno, en batteur badboy au perfecto customisé.

Mais le plus beau, c'est le métro! Le bonheur de voir les couloirs inimitables couverts de petites mosaïques 100% nostalgie, mais sans les effluves nauséabondes des escalators à Opéra. Un truc de ouf à vous faire tomber amoureux de la RATP.

My body's a zombie for you

2009-11-22T19:00:00.000-05:00

Magnum have opened up a new gallery in Paris. More legendary photos like this one, Minutes to Midnight, by Trent Parke.

That's why all the girls in town follow you all around

2009-11-18T10:28:00.000-05:00

First there were Look at This Fucking Hipster, We Have Lasers!!!!!!, and My Parents Were Awesome.

I now present you with: Hipster is the New Homeless.

You had me crawling for you baby

2009-11-16T17:30:00.000-05:00

For a second I thought I'd struck gold when I was tearing through Branislav Kropilak's website. Then I realised, oh, he's the epic billboard pictures guy.

Spectacular series of photographs, regardless. Incredible long-exposure shots of planes landing too. Speaks straight to my OCD, so clean, so many straight lines.

Some got jobs, some sell ye

2009-11-11T16:03:00.003-05:00

The Heads of State prove they're on top of their game once again with the identity for Brokelyn: a new blog on how to live it large and local, on not a lotta dolla'.

I'm a work of art, I'm a Warhol already

2009-11-09T09:28:00.003-05:00

Somewhere between Parr, Eggleston and Shore, there is Jessica Craig-Martin.

Eyes like ice

2009-11-08T21:08:00.002-05:00

Joseph, keeping it tight since forever.

Today I read a 400-page "book" on Liz Taylor and Richard Burton's love mess.

That's six hours of my life and my mother's respect that I'm never getting back. I'm returning it to the store pronto and swapping it for John Niven's Kill Your Friends.

Thoughts meander like a restless wind

2009-11-03T12:20:00.000-05:00

Pablo Picasso at play.

Pablo Diego José Francisco de Paula Juan Nepomuceno María de los Remedios Cipriano de la Santísima Trinidad Ruiz y Picasso, to be exact.

Champs Like Us

2009-11-01T11:05:00.001-05:00

Eight years working with Fabien Baron + ex-business partner of Ezra Petronio = Patrick Li.

Pretty much design royalty, New York Times insider Patrick Li set up Li, Inc. after the recent dissolution of Work in Progress and consolidated his status as fashion ident heavyweight. He is the man behind the print paraphernalia for Rodarte, Alex Wang, Jason Wu and Phillip Lim.

Could've stopped that sentence after "he is the man".

You know my name, look up the number

2009-10-31T09:04:00.004-04:00

Alternatively, I'll settle for Ann Demeulemeester's spiky ring. I like to keep things consistent.

I come from the old town baby where all the kids are crazy

2009-10-29T07:44:00.002-04:00

For my birthday I would like to turn into Ava Gardner, please.

Get back on track pick me up some bottles of booze

2009-10-28T11:22:00.003-04:00

In the same line as the seminal Overheard in New York, not as rude as Texts From Last Night and closer in spirit to AdVerbatim, Clients From Hell delivers its own share of funny.

This bitter earth what fruit it bears

2009-10-27T19:19:00.006-04:00

- Is it you? ...Is it actually you?! ...Like, for real for real you?
- It's me.

Stop the press y'all, James Barnfield has entered the world of blogging. And it's glorious. And my mom's on it. And Owen looks fierce as fuck.

Lend me your hand and we'll conquer them all

2009-10-26T07:17:00.006-04:00

I dragged Dave and Shun to see Mumford & Sons in Kentish Town last weekend - all the plaid-clad hipster kids were there.

Their sound is insane. I haven't felt this strongly about an album since Kings of Leon's Only by the Night. It stirs all the atoms in my body, from brains to entrails, and I get that electric feeling that my skin is too small a container for all the elation inside. Marcus Mumford has a voice that could move planets. Nothing major.

They were the first of three bands to play that night and there is no polite way of describing the way the following acts were received, in contrast to the sheer frenzy Mumford & Co caused.

If you need a mental image, picture herding thousands of high school girls in a room, waiting til it got real quiet, then screaming "Twilight".

See what I mean?

Peep these incredibly high-res pictures from my iPhone and feel the energy.

Feeding my flame

2009-10-23T11:11:00.005-04:00

Pocahontas paints with all the colours of the wind, James Turrell paints with light.

I love what he does, like Richard Serra or Olafur Eliasson, his works make you feel involved and really play with perception.

I remember trying to figure that out in high school, "painting with light". Turrell himself articulates it better, of course, for Wallpaper: "Usually we just use light to illuminate things, but I like the “thingness” of light. This idea of the luminous filling emptiness, like there is something there to touch is also something I like to work with".

Relevant bonus - he studied synesthesia.

From tomorrow until May, there is an exhibition of Turrell's work at the Kunstmuseum in Wolfsburg (lovely website - their online shop is a bit inspired).

Put your eyes on me

2009-10-18T12:09:00.003-04:00

From Barnfield's Box of Amazing Websites: this is just the tip of the iceberg - check out the rest of Bjarne Bare's work.

We're gonna hunt to kill gonna skin the hide

2009-10-17T09:06:00.004-04:00

As I was wandering through Frieze after working for Dan, I walked past the Lisa Cooley booth and thought "Do I recognise that or am I just hallucinating from sleep-deprivation?"

Nope, not hallucinating. There it was, a huge print of Erin Shirreff's Knife series. I'd seen it on Ffffound and failed to rename the file before I forgot what it was, so I avidly grabbed the gallery print-out and walked away in a gleeful daze.

Try Googling "06.jpg", see how much fun that is.

I like to dance all night and some of the day

2009-10-16T10:28:00.002-04:00

Hot at the top: Altamira NYC.

Down to the wire I'm such a perfect angel

2009-10-15T08:15:00.004-04:00

Riding the biker trend train, Jennilee Marigomen shoots Michelle for 01 Magazine.

You're everywhere and nowhere baby, that's where you're at

2009-10-14T18:11:00.002-04:00

Lina Scheynius x Carmen Kass.

Si vous n'aimez pas la mer, si vous n'aimez pas la montagne, si vous n'aimez pas la ville... Allez vous faire foutre

2009-10-12T16:31:00.001-04:00

I'm moving. It's time.

Fickle freshman probably thinks he's cooler than you

2009-10-10T15:22:00.009-04:00

Guys, if you don't know who to channel this winter, look alive.

I'm embarrassingly enthusiastic about the sartorial posts from Nerd Boyfriend (someone do one for chicks quick, before I do become a boy), but if I were them, I would only ever post about James Dean.

The picture of Jimmy playing table tennis is from, surprisingly, Celebrities Playing Table Tennis.

We'll bring the noise if you bring the funk

2009-10-08T09:51:00.003-04:00

Happy birthday, bro. Good hair.

Don't touch nothin' just sit in the car

2009-10-07T14:53:00.001-04:00

Empty armchairs from a visit to the Hirshhorn. I love that place, great spaces considering the building is about as straight as the Guggenheim.

Need to retouch the rest of the series.

Here comes a feeling you thought you'd forgotten

2009-10-05T09:05:00.004-04:00

Ezra Koenig & his glorious shorts (here at Lollapalooza) give us a good reason to look forward to January with Vampire Weekend's new album, Contra.

All kinds of wonderful, the first single, Horchata, is free to download from their website.

As with their first album, get ready to learn some new words.

All my wounds they turned into gold when I kissed your hair

2009-10-01T09:01:00.009-04:00

Can't get enough of Cass Bird. She is the epitome of effortless cool.

Originally from Los Angeles, she moved to New York and began taking pictures "as an outlet, or a replacement for verbal communication", using photography "as a means to interpret moments".

She shoots the achingly cool lookbooks for Chrissie Miller's line, Sophomore (Bijou Phillips and Jen Brill as highway flashers), and regularly contributes to New York Magazine (including the article on Dash Snow I mentioned ages ago).

Her work was showcased in 2007's Global Feminisms show at the Brooklyn Museum, for which she also gave a really touching presentation.

Though I'm hot together we burn it up

2009-09-28T16:04:00.004-04:00

Some of my talismans. After the exoskeleton ring, I bring you the bright and shiny, two-finger knuckle duster ring, by Made Her Think and little bat and skull amulets, by Aurélie Bidermann.

The bat and skull fell off in the shower in Cornwall, so I haven't worn them in a while and I'm going to have to re-thread them. I'm thinking barbed wire, so they never come off again.

The talon ring is practically soldered to my finger.

I am the gentle autumn rain

2009-09-27T20:03:00.000-04:00

I love everything about Norwegian Nikoline's flickr. Except maybe the fact she's only 17.

In other flickr news, I found this picture again.

Every time I close my eyes it's you

2009-09-25T19:25:00.006-04:00

Possibly the best name for a website in recent history:
Fuck Yeah Johnny Depp.

I've always loved this series of Johnny Depp and Kate Moss by François-Marie Banier. The last photograph is with Vanessa Paradis and the kids - really nice picture of profiles and shadows.

I could call you dammit it's a one in a million

2009-09-24T16:49:00.003-04:00

Friends don't always tell you everything, neither does family, but Aaron Zinman's Metropath(ologies) might. It turns the internet inside out, hunting for occurrences of the name you enter into the search box, then charts its results neatly at the end.

It's not entirely accurate, as I'm fairly sure my dad never traveled to San Fransisco to rob the Bank of America in 1961. If it is true, though, Matt is apparently the most promising quarterback of Baton Rouge and James was sent to the slammer for stealing a pair of shoes.

Despite the fact my parents failed to make me Japanese, at least they were forward-thinking in picking a name - Mertropath(ologies) comes up with only relevant things.

Steadily emerging with grace

2009-09-23T11:51:00.002-04:00

Barcelona brings it, in the shape of Sandra Suy. Like Francois Berthoud and Garance Doré's illustration love child.

All the while I was dreaming of revelry

2009-09-22T08:41:00.002-04:00

Yup, no idea where this is from either.

But it's not forever

2009-09-21T07:43:00.003-04:00

Cannot, for the life of me remember where the first two illustrations are from. The bottom two are by Ana Laura Perez. Love the last one, looks like a sleepy samurai.

Oh baby that's what I like

2009-09-20T07:50:00.006-04:00

I first read about Albam in Monocle and it was an instant hit.

Saw it recently featured on Selectism too. Everything is beautifully made and just the right side of nautical.

If I ever wake up a dude one day I'm heading straight to Beak Street to get kitted out.

Fire in my bones and the sweet taste of kerosene

2009-09-19T11:48:00.005-04:00

In James' words: that's the shit.

Don't knock it you've been here before

2009-09-18T11:55:00.003-04:00

And I thought I was championing it for nerds.

Marc Boyce. Mega.

Mama said the pistol is the devil's right hand

2009-09-17T07:18:00.007-04:00

I was reminded of Robert Longo's oversized drawings of handguns, Bodyhammers, by this head-on shot of a motorcycle from the new issue of Rojo.

In 1994's Issue 14 of Frieze Collier Schorr likens them to Vargas girls, "legs for miles and just a peek underneath the hood".

Longo has been a massive favourite of mine since I saw his Men in the Cities way back when, so when YES Studio used them for Maximo Park, naturally, I had one of those "I wish I'd done that" moments.

He's down with the cool cats all over the internet - his studio was recently shot by The Selby (power shots, as usual) and by Olivier Zahm for Purple.

If you're currently in the Old World, he's showing at the Galerie Saks in Geneva and at the MAMAC in Nice.

Chantilly lace and a pretty face

2009-09-16T00:02:00.000-04:00

I've never been one for hippies, but pink quilts and butterfly kites in a field of muck make for a good picture.

You're taking toffee with your Vicodin

2009-09-15T20:21:00.004-04:00

More picto-mails to Dan.

She never mess with entertainers cause they always leave

2009-09-14T10:11:00.003-04:00

Mel Ramos, the man.

Hi my name is Stereo Mike

2009-09-13T15:57:00.002-04:00

Oh gawd, it's this guy again. With considerably more ink.

Leave the bourbon on the shelf and I'll drink it by myself

2009-09-11T20:05:00.005-04:00

James made this for me a couple of months ago. Right on cue and very much appreciated.

Lay where you're laying

2009-09-11T19:07:00.004-04:00

Justin Maller's work is crazy nuts but I like this one.

I get lost in the night

2009-09-10T01:03:00.002-04:00

Glow in the dark trousers from Diesel? Hell yes!

09.09.09

2009-09-09T00:14:00.002-04:00

Happy birthday mom!

Something geometric from Mary Meyer.

The falcon cannot hear the falconer

2009-09-08T01:42:00.000-04:00

Great little Flickr photostream by Erin Jane Nelson. She says: "I do really stupid cute things; I'm okay with it."

Anne, I think you'd really like her.

This is how everyone should feel when bowling:

Des yeux qui font baisser les miens

2009-09-07T00:06:00.000-04:00

Acne deliver once again with this issue of Acne Paper. Still love the huge format. Many more images at Fashion Gone Rogue.

Vingt quatre fois la vérité par seconde

2009-09-06T14:52:00.000-04:00

Right. I'm not quite sure how this website works, I got really excited, clicked on various things, not much happened.

I'm all about screencaps, so I'd love to make this work, but the title page is slick enough to keep me happy until I figure out how to be un-dense.

L'oeil de velours comme une caresse

2009-09-05T09:29:00.000-04:00

Garance Doré continues to inspire. Here she reads 1973 Fench Vogue and quotes Emanuel Ungaro:

“Chaque femme doit trouver l’air de sa chanson. Quand elle l’a trouvé, elle s’est trouvée elle-même. Il y a une harmonie intime entre le dehors et le dedans, c’est cela le style. Le vêtement doit se faire oublier, l’impression de porter quelque chose doit disparaître. Le problème n’est pas de suivre la mode. Quelle mode ? Il faut suivre son propre courant, aller vers sa vérité.”

“J’aime les femmes qui ne sont pas sûres d’elles. J’aime chez la femme ce moment où elle craint de ne pas être assez bien, assez jolie. C’est formidable. C’est comme si j’avais gratté la surface et découvert quelque chose…”

Sometimes I still need you

2009-09-04T15:14:00.002-04:00

Phoebe Philo is back, and Céline is bitchin' once more.

We're gonna show this town how to kiss these stars

2009-09-03T11:25:00.002-04:00

By Sarah Marshall, was from Etsy, is sold out, still looks good.

In the back of the woods in the dark of the night

2009-09-02T14:00:00.001-04:00

I bought a typeface, for real, with the license and everything.

You broke my mouth

2009-09-01T16:36:00.005-04:00

Vuk Vidor's Art History poster is just epic and got me giggling like a five year old.

He singles out artists' legacies such as: Klein owns blue, Ruscha owns words (of course he does), Fontana owns holes, Sherman owns herself and Picasso owns the century.

If you have 400$ to shell out, do it.

I've got the fever for the flavour

2009-08-30T09:31:00.003-04:00

I baked a cake, James took pictures. Both were amazing.

What a night for a dance you know I'm a dancing machine

2009-08-28T13:24:00.002-04:00

Chadwick Tyler.

It was you all along who had a hold of my heart

2009-08-26T14:57:00.009-04:00

I knew I should have been born Japanese, so thanks mom and dad for not coming through on that one.

Who else but the Japanese could create a spectrum of 500 pencils and name each one a different, mind-boggling name? They'll even deliver a choice of four different display options. On their blog, Otto call it a work of art and says "no hue has gone uncaptured".

Indeed their names range from the fairly basic - "pale periwinkle", "mermaid's gown" and "Chesapeake blue" - to the downright quizzical: "tragedy", "Sara's sister" and "three o'clock".

Not sure about "first date" either, that could look like a lot of things.

You keep on crying baby I'll bleed you dry

2009-08-25T12:03:00.003-04:00

The tattoos this guy has are nuts. I can't remember where I found this image, it might have been on Marie Havens' facebook page. Maybe not.

I found another one, but it still doesn't tell me who it is.

Beet red not blue I think I'm in love with you

2009-08-24T09:39:00.000-04:00

I crafted a mark from my initials - MVD - they're in reverse order but I don't think that's a problem.

I like them best side by side when they look like a Native-American pattern. Or a neat row of arrows. Or a book of matches.

She's got electric boots a mohair suit

2009-08-22T09:26:00.005-04:00

Hannah Marshall is hot. Her Winter 09 collection is aptly named Armour.

Smoother than the LA weather

2009-08-21T08:30:00.006-04:00

Ed Ruscha, call me.

Coffee black and egg white

2009-08-20T19:20:00.007-04:00

Another day, another Joseph.

Sterling's work is similar to Szabo's, albeit slighlty anterior, so he's got the whole 1950s Teddy boy, James Dean-channeling look covered.

Both photographers focus on adolescence, that ambivalent age that I find endlessly fascinating. This bunch of hotheads all look like they've got something to prove, a mix of brashness and vulnerability: your basic teenager.

Sterling and Szabo are both represented by M+B in Los Angeles.

You breathe in you breathe out

2009-08-19T16:02:00.003-04:00

I love skeletons. It's worse than an obsession, worse than an addiction, it's all I think about, all the time.

Ok, that and watermelons. And stripes. And paper. And circles. Alright, the list is long, whatever.

This must have been floating around my hard drive since February, when the NYTimes featured it for Valentine's Day but regardless, this ribcage card made of paper rocks beyond belief. It even comes with a mini paper heart.

I thought I'd peaked back then, ribcage card, what could be better? Of course since then, there have been the ribcage t-shirt, phalange ring and skeleton gloves. Like I said, whatever.

Take off your hat, kick off your shoes, I know you ain't going anywhere

2009-08-16T09:44:00.004-04:00

Jon has coined a magical word for my habit of drawing emails: picto-mails.

If Otto Neurath was still around and he had to communicate via email, I bet this is how he would do it and picto-mails is exactly what he would've called it.

Si tu savais comme j'ai envie d'un peu de silence

2009-08-14T11:21:00.002-04:00

Slices of mirrors for the Alaïa store in Paris, by interior design titan Andrée Putman, and minimalism in a box, "Four Sided Vortex" by Robert Smithson.

It feels the way you told me how it'd always feel

2009-08-11T13:41:00.003-04:00

For the first time, I wasn't in a mad rush to find the "skip intro" button: I Love You Magazine.

It's positively time to shake your junk

2009-08-09T17:24:00.003-04:00

Refinery 29 blogged about it, hence I bought it. That's usually the way my bank account gets cleared out.

Wearing this ring doesn't make for a productive work day. I'm usually staring at it wondering if I should get fierce, buy three more, and make it look like I have bionic exo-phalanges.

Six hours later, it's dark outside and I've done nothing.

I got 5 on it

2009-08-07T10:11:00.003-04:00

Print Liberation is a studio in Philly that does just what I like: straight-up screenprinting and funny haha t-shirts.

They're on Threadless, they're on Etsy, they're on their own website and they're awesome.

Dan, you better not read this before your birthday.

Motherfucker I'm ill not sick

2009-08-05T18:29:00.003-04:00

Jon just finished rebranding SyFy at Proud and I love it.

If time is my vessel

2009-08-02T10:49:00.001-04:00

Back when the internet was new to me, I saw this website for the temporary Terminal Five exhibition at JFK.

Every time I try to think of slick web design I go back to this one. The click-throughs are dull, but I still love it for all it's low tech glory.

I can hoist a jack, and I can lay a track

2009-07-28T12:19:00.003-04:00

Little pink woven name tags I had made on the Entrée des Fourniseurs website. I sporadically sew them into some of my clothes.

Sugar plum fairy came and hit the streets

2009-07-26T11:01:00.004-04:00

ALIZÉ. I MISS YOU, DAMMIT.

Get out of my dreams and get into my car

2009-07-24T11:12:00.002-04:00

OH. MY. LORD.

Keep Company is my new shoe-dream come true. Do I have to mention the watermelons again?

Adidas and Vans are all over it too.

Also, I managed to turn Flickr back into English, just by selecting "English" from the nifty little list of languages on the homepage footer.
Ned's probably gnawing at his own fists now, incredulously muttering "have I taught you nothing?!?". To be fair, the type is really light grey.

Sorry, dude.

I want to swim in the pools of your eyes

2009-07-23T09:00:00.000-04:00

Guy Archard's white-on-white series, "Death in the afternoon" , makes the inside of my eyeballs feel all warm and bubbly.

You can't be everything you want to be before your time

2009-07-21T07:33:00.006-04:00

Way to go, web two-point-oh:
a massive tab fail and a somewhat insightful message from Ffffound.

Escargot, Lucien, you eat snails

2009-07-20T14:12:00.005-04:00

Yummy yummy yummy i got love in my tummy.

Stuck in a cage with teenage rage

2009-07-19T10:48:00.005-04:00

Done. I've been thinking about these for weeks and I finally bought them. I waited to make sure I really wanted them, which I think deserves a medal, considering how impulsively I buy everything else
on the internet.

Kind of you to notice no-one's dying

2009-07-17T16:35:00.004-04:00

I'm obsessed with rubber stamps and really into glitter right now, so the work of Loz Ives at Because Studio hits the right spot.

Plus, he made a poster called Glitter Herpes, what's not to like?

When you see my face hope it gives you hell

2009-07-15T13:02:00.004-04:00

Greg Hathaway apparently doesn't sleep much, but at least his insomnia is creative.

In other news, mi Flickr todavía está en español.

I'm ok with being unimpressive, I sleep better

2009-07-12T11:45:00.006-04:00

Funny little reminders from Recovering Lazyholic.

After viewing these, my Flickr spontaneously changed itself to Spanish and although I'm encantada at the prospect of flexing my language skills, it makes everything a little confusing.

Shake it like that, alley cat

2009-07-09T14:27:00.004-04:00

A great series of textures and patterns in these pictures by photographer Malick Sidibé, from a NYTimes feature,
Prints and the Revolution.

Flow sweetly, hang heavy

2009-07-07T14:40:00.004-04:00

Lovely work, but frustrating website. I'm clicking on everything, nothing works. Props to Pontus Frankenstein though, tough name.

Isn't (s)he a bit like you and me

2009-07-04T16:04:00.003-04:00

Debbie and Nima are having a baby, congratulations!

You suddenly complete me

2009-07-02T15:32:00.005-04:00

I've finally done it, I've bought a digital camera. So now I finally get why people have 247 photo albums on Facebook and each picture in that album repeated five times.

Because it makes sense you would need five versions of the same shot; there's the blurry one, the artistically blurry one, the one you took, the one your friend took so you could be in it, and of course, the riveting headless group shot. Seriously, feel free to edit.

Saying that, I'm now the one taking a million pictures a minute and staring at a shot of my shoes against the sofa, thinking "but people will want to see this!"

Anyway, here it is, the R8 in all it's smooth glory.

I bought it on James' recommendation because, really, it's not like I have a mind of my own.

I like girls and they like me

2009-06-24T10:02:00.004-04:00

Olivier Zahm and guests, prolific at Purple Diary.

There's a hole in my soul

2009-06-21T07:10:00.008-04:00

Dutch artist Amie Dicke shares my love of paper and sharp blades.
Armed with an Xacto blade, she carves intricate shapes and patterns from torn out pages of magazines, creating a beautiful kind of lace.

Her website is incredibly underwhelming.

Her cutouts remind me of the work M/M did for Balenciaga in 2001, as well as a random poster of theirs. I loved that campaign.

Twice as brightly

2009-06-18T11:32:00.002-04:00

Tiiu Kuik is all pretty in Patmos, stunningly shot by Camilla Akrans for the NYTimes.

Images are taken from Fashion Gone Rogue, my latest addiction. It references all fashion editorials past and present. Its images are moderately high res. It's better than crack.

We still have far to go

2009-06-15T11:24:00.002-04:00

Awesome type, random Flickr find.
Though not as random as this: gilded spine desk lamp, anyone?

I am free from all the things that take my friends

2009-06-14T10:28:00.002-04:00

While I was skimming through VVORK trying to understand what all the hype is about, my picture-frame-crazed eyes zeroed in on these pieces by Los Angeles artist Elad Lassry.

I ♥ Photograph covered him a while back, as did Interview in a feature by Christopher Bollen. Love it or hate it, just don't call him a photographer.

I love that the frame is a part of the artwork, I love the bold colours, and even if I never manage to frame anything correctly, it's nice to see someone nail it. (Not funny).

See the world like lovers do

2009-06-10T10:01:00.002-04:00

My insatiable love for the watermelon has been catered for once more.

This time with these MoMA x Herman Miller prints, designed by Stephen Frykholm.

You're so ambitious for a juvenile

2009-06-04T09:12:00.005-04:00

Looking like the Queen of Cool, Mona Johannesson by Patrick Demarchelier.

Baby satisfy my soul

2009-06-03T19:53:00.003-04:00

I've never been a raging Gauckler geek, but looking at these goodies from Colette might just do it.

You're waiting for someone to perform with

2009-06-01T13:34:00.001-04:00

Nice series of moody shots from Laetitia Bica, on Diane Pernet's blog. Haven't checked out the rest of her work yet.

Bound in the West by Tulip, Texas

2009-05-29T17:22:00.002-04:00

A less minimal slashed canvas, these are by John Clang.

Left my wallet in El Segundo

2009-05-25T07:13:00.001-04:00

The good people of Refinery29 are saving fashion.

It's always Christmas when I feel this way

2009-05-24T16:33:00.006-04:00

There are no ads on the French Spotify!

Jonathan can go die.

And the last straw:

They'll put you back to France on a ship with a sail

2009-05-22T12:09:00.002-04:00

I'm off home for a month.

Love.

In my time I've melted into many forms

2009-05-17T15:20:00.003-04:00

Why write emails when you can draw them?

Gonna make a pie with a heart in the middle

2009-05-14T11:39:00.004-04:00

Vintage!

No card this year, just a couple of pictures from Thomas: numero dos in my brochette of bros. He went from in front of the camera to behind it and is always off filming somewhere miles away.

T'es presque vieux, mon vieux. Joyeux Anniversaire.