Sunday, October 31, 2010

Happy Halloween!

These photographs from opasity.us are mostly sad but also very very spooky. In them there are stories, lives, but especially and definitely ghosts and ghouls. I have the site in my Favourites and I return to it from time to time as I find them strangely appealing and fascinating...


Reach for Sunlight




Broken

Crafted

Storage

Gray Solarium

Deconstruction


Sisters

Crystals
Behind this project is Tom Kirsch and his two friends who discover these abandoned establishments (schools, hospitals), photograph and research them. All photography is highly intuitive and very touching and exhistentialist. All photos © www.opacity.us



Happy Halloween!

Wednesday, October 20, 2010

On Flower Power by Bokja of Lebanon

I love this cheerful and fun folksy furniture by Bokja. They take vintage furniture and reupholster it with traditional and vintage 60s and 70s textile.



Suzani embroidery on the arm-rest (above)


The waiting for godot  bench made me go 'Hm!' as I tried to imagine it in the context of the Play. And this pair from Guy Hollands's production of  Beckett's Waiting For Godot make me think that it would look just right:)  
 

Friday, October 15, 2010

Nick Cave

I have been obsessed with Nick Cave's music for many months now. I hardly listen to anything else...

http://youtu.be/8L9626_Nqm0

As so with that, I thought I'd take a final walk
The tide of public opinion had started to abate
The neighbours, bless them, had turned out to be all talk
I could see their frightened faces
peering at me through the gate

I was looking for an end to this, for some kind of closure
Time moved so rapidly, I had no hope of keeping track of it
I thought of my friends who had died of exposure
And I remembered other ones who had died from the lack of it

And in my best shoes I started falling forward down the street
I stopped at a church and jostled through the crowd
And love followed just behind me, panting at my feet
As the steeple tore the stomach from a lonely little cloud

Inside I sat, seeking the presence of a God
I searched through the pictures in a leather-bound book
I found a woolly lamb dozing in an issue of blood
And a gilled Jesus shivering on a fisherman's hook

Babe it seems so long
Since you've been gone away
And I
Just got to say
That it grows darker with the day

Back on the street I saw a great big smiling sun
It was a Good day and an Evil day and all was bright and new
And it seemed to me that most destruction was being done
By those who could not choose between the two

Amateurs, dilettantes, hacks, cowboys, clones
The streets groan with little Caesars, Napoleons and cunts
With their building blocks and their tiny plastic phones
Counting on their fingers, with crumbs down their fronts

I passed by your garden, saw you with your flowers
The Magnolias, Camellias and Azaleas so sweet
And I stood there invisible in the panicking crowds
You looked so beautiful in the rising heat

I smell smoke, see little fires bursting on the lawns
People carry on regardless, listening to their hands
Great cracks appear in the pavement, the earth yawns
Bored and disgusted, to do us down

Babe it seems so long
Since you've been gone
And I Just got to say
That it grows darker with the day

These streets are frozen now. I come and go
Full of a longing for something I do not know
My father sits slumped in the deepening snow
As I search, in and out, above, about, below...

Monday, October 11, 2010

On Tree of Life

Tree of life is a universal symbol of longevity, hope, growth, wisdom, protection, life itself; also a symbol of relation and connection existing between all things. It has had an important symbolic meaning through cultures and religions, and has been used widely particularly as a motif in traditional embroideries decorating precious fabrics from clothes and personal items to home textiles and gifts. 

 It appears in Russian (and other Slavic) embroidered clothes and towels usually made from linen and embroidered with silk or woolen thread in rather geometric shapes (like the two examples below),








It appears in traditional Indian kanthas made from recycled silk saris embroidered in colour silk threads with background permeated with tiny stitches to create relief.





This one, below, (a famous study by G.Klimt for the Stoclet Frieze) simply takes your breath away!



 I haven't seen the Frieze (which is in a museum in Vienna). Which makes me think.. my friends and I seem to have made a tradition out of a late autumn weekend away. We have discussed Vienna as a possible destination for this year's getaway but settled on Munich. I think next year we should definitely make it Vienna, which is supposed to be a beautiful city and the opportunity to see Klimt's works would be one not to miss!