I had been feeling slightly anxious and spiraling out of control-ish lately. It's not only effected my work performance but I've noticed I decline creatively and on the blog. I'm not one to air out my dirty laundry and I tend to be a bit private. For the past couple days all I've wanted to do was lie in bed with the dog and close myself off. I am very pleased to be normalizing and more centered today. I'm sure the wine soaked pow-wow with my parents last night has a lot to do with it. Aphorisms paired with a slight kick in the pants can be very inspiring. Thankfully it's Friday and I can shake off this shitter week.
This team macho print totally reflects how I feel right now. I really need to get over this pity party. Sometimes life can be a real stinker but I have to quit lamenting and start acting. I love their work and could have happily posted a number of pieces. On the bright side, I really dig their art trade incentives. I plan on thrifting this weekend to find some stuff to swap.
The Argentine art collective Mondongo inspires me. Their highly tactile pieces don't inspire me to actually create anything by hand, but looking at this work encourages me to get off my lazy ass and start focusing on my real job so that I can one day afford to buy a piece.
I've seen a few pieces IRL and they're awe inspiring and slight folkish. They create these large scale fantasies by collaging feathers, cotton thread, plasticine, hair, freeze-dried slabs of meat and biscuits. As unsettling as it sounds, their work still manages to be reminiscent and beautiful.
I think you're either a scrapbook person or not. I fall into the so NOT a scrapbooker column. This beautifully designed elegant baby book by GABRÍEL MÁNI is way closer to my aesthetic. Such an artistic and tasteful way to remember baby.
"I created this book as a gift to my son. He doesn't understand it and won't for a long time, but when he will I think he'll appreciate it...It stands for how I see life after his birth."-artist
This is a shot of one of my dearest friend's parents taken at a Rolling Stones concert in 1975. This picture kills me; they both look so sexy and carefree. Fortunately D&V are happily together to this day. I am so inspired by this shot, I hope to grow old with my man and always stay young at heart. thanks for sharing Low
I'm just perfectly fine and my head isn't spinning.
There's not one cell in my body that is dying to wake up in a polka dots wonderland. I never fantasized about being Alice in Wonderland so why would I begin sweating at the sight of these?Pshh. What's so special about staying in one of seven trailers customized by some incredibly creative Capetonian soul exploring playful, eccentric and dazzling décor interpretations of how life in an Airstream can be? Come on!who needs to sleep on Nelson Mandela's face? I know someone who doesnt find that to be the coolest fucking thing. This airstream is called The Ballad of John & Yoko and the room is 3/4 bed? Really??? Did my left side just go numb and am I going into cardiac arrest? Goddamn you Grand Daddy and your amazingness. This hideaway is so awesome I can't even continue being sarcastic. I blame those little bastard polka dots. found via hello tiger!