Little People Project

London-based street artist Slinkachu is a small-scale installation artist.  Currently he is setting up miniatures all across the streets of London which he photographs...then abandons in the big world. 

Missed Connections

So, you've all heard of missed connections right?  No, no you have...from craigslist!  Missed Connections is listed under the personals section on craigslist.org.  Check it out.  Once you've selected your city you can view the creepy, kinda sad post from folks like a hopeful lad who exchanged a five second eye lock with a dreamy lady at the local Starbuck's and that's all it took to decide he missed the opportunity to engaged in conversation with his future wife.   Sure, the idea that these two get together and run off into the sunset is romantic, but...oh forget it, I'll save my cynical comments for another blog. 

Okay so what does this have to do with the topics I typically blog about?  Well, while attending NeoCon, I was introduced to the work of Sophie Blackall, an Australian illustrator residing in New York.   I love that she has taken these "Missed Connections" and turned them into whimsical illustrations.  I need to buy one. 

 Monday, November 23, 2009
-m4w
You were wearing a green dress with white buttons. We made eye contact at least three times on the 6 train this morning. All of a sudden you gave a little smile, and looked down at your lap, as though at some secret joke. You never looked up again and I had to get off at Bleeker. I wish I could have seen inside your beautiful head.

 Saturday, May 21, 2011
-m4w
Ack! 'Round 7pm or so... I was browsing the shelves and saw you on the other side. I swear I glimpsed our entire future together in that brief moment. It was beautiful.  And then someone asked you for the time. I mean c'mon, who doesn't have a damn time-telling device of some sort these days!
Oh, if only I'd thought of that.

 Thursday, October 14, 2010
My dreamy neighbor who plays obscenely loud music
- w4m - (Greenpoint)
Sometimes when you have played music late into the night or come home in the wee hours and turn it on, I knock on our shared wall or scold you the next day, but all along I am thinking how dreamy you are and how I just want to make love to you. 

objects of my obesssion

I'm an obsessor.  Is that even a word?  No, but my friends know what I mean.  It's pathetic. I get something in my head and I can't sleep, I want to fix it, buy it, etc.  Currently I'm bouncing back and forth between fashion and interior design thanks to the great Denver weather and our new home.  Here are somethings that I'm obsessing over right now.  

 1.  Owls.  Any Owl.  In this case the ceramic owl from West Elm that I attempt to pet, squeeze, and dote over every time we're at West Elm.  If this one doesn't do it for you, they have several others. 

2.  I'm totally feeling the fringe bags.  While it's very "Olsen Twin-ish", I still want one. 

3.  Yes, the Barcelona Chair Knoll.  My husband appreciates this signature piece by Mies van der Rohe but the price...not so much.  

4.  I also like these acrylic dining chair.  Not too worry hubby, I'm not going to replace our dining chairs.  I just need to find a spot for this nouveau guy. 

5.  Oh so perfect for our entry!  The Sheep Credenza by doublebutter is just what we need.  Thankfully this creative duo are our friends so I believe a discount can be arranged if we hand over some libations.  

6.  Lastly, with summer here, I am back to obsessing over anything with sea salt caramel in it......or on top of it or anywhere in the description.  Needless to say, I'm not picky about the usage.  Yum!

Logos

I saw this article entitled "What if corporate logos were honest?" on www.flavorwire.com.  I just had to share. 
"What if logos were honest?  That’s the question posed by Viktor Hertz, a Swedish graphic design freelancer and student, in his fantastic series Honest Logos.  “Some are cheap, some might be a bit funny, some will maybe be brilliant,” Hugo explains. :

All White?

I'm leading with the thought: there's nothing more timeless than an all white space. I believe that, and I often dream of living in a space that's all white, but then I think...could I?  Would I feel like I've been institutionalized? I'm still not sure, but these images make me think maybe I could do it.  

Martha Cooper in Brooklyn and LA

Graffiti artists have been influenced by Martha Cooper's photographs for years.   Who knew?  Cooper,  primarily known for her New York City graffiti art on trains, published Subway Art in 2009.  Although not an immediate success, the book eventually sold over half a million copies.  I have one...somewhere.  (Note to self: find Subway Art.)

Currently her photos are the basis for the Martha Cooper: Remix show at Carmichael Gallery in Culver City and her photographs are featured on a wall at the MOCA Art in the Streets exhibition opening April 17th in Los Angeles.

Below, two street artists, Chris Stain and Billy Mode, are interpreting her photographs on a mural in Brooklyn.  

Oscars!

My dear friend hosts a great Oscars party every year.  Next to attempting to win the big prize for the night, for me, the red carpet is the best part.  Last night I saw some definite red carpet winners and some, well not so much.  

Haille Steinfeld:  The True Grit star's Marchesa gown was very appropriate for her age and the soft pink was lovely.  I also thought her glittery headband was very charming.  Again, so happy she looked her age!

Sandra Bullock:  In a strapless Vera Wang gown, Sandra appeared very elegant.  I loved that she pulled back her, controversial, blunt bangs.  Add the red lipstick and the bling and you have a great Oscar look.  Take that Jesse James!

Mila Kunis:  While Miss Mila didn't seem too excited about the red carpet, I thought her dress was stunning.  I want it, but in black of course.

Okay, now the disappointments for the night.  

Nicole Kidman:  From the floral moo moos she constantly wearing, to this number that looked more like a table runner, I think her time in Nashville is starting to affect her fashion sense.

Melissa Leo:  While I'm still dying to see the movie, I didn't like that she took out her own trade ads touting herself.  I mean, did anyone else get a whiff of desperation?  Add the f-bomb she dropped in her acceptance speech and this Mark Bouwer gown and what do you get?  Four words: Big Desperate F'ing Doily. 

Helena Bonham:  Okay, okay, I've come to expect disappointment from her as well, but I just couldn't leave this off my list.  This black velvet gown, designed by a costume designer, and that crazy hair.  No!