it makes me happy when two things i love, photography and writing, come together in one brilliant place like this New York Times article on the new william eggleston exhibition at the whitney. to quote a favorite line describing the work: “hues of almost hallucinatory intensity, from a custard-yellow sunset glow slanting across a wall to high-noon [...]
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william eggleston
Posted in aesthetics, art, love, new york, people on November 12, 2008 | 1 Comment »
rooms with a view
Posted in aesthetics, art, ephemera, home, love, new york, noir, people, photography, places, pretty things on September 3, 2008 | 1 Comment »
meryl smith’s art is way cool. maybe even a little too cool. but i really do love her “tea shirt” and her flower deer and whatever the hell this creepy amazingness is called: ok, actually i love all of her stuff but none more than her living quarters which were photographed by Todd Selby [...]
true love.
Posted in aesthetics, love, new york, people on August 2, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
quite awhile ago domino magazine did a tour of the apartment of belongin to couple amedeo and kazu of blonde redhead. it is so lovely that i thought it worth mentioning again. see the whole article here.
who is seeing amanda palmer?
Posted in aesthetics, love, new york, people on August 2, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
on august 11th i will be seeing here i’m so happy i could scream.
american museum of natural history | nyc | summer 2008
Posted in aesthetics, love, new york, places on July 31, 2008 | 3 Comments »
“I seldom go into a natural history museum without feeling as if I were attending a funeral.” [john burroughs] oh happy day. andrew and i went to the museum of natural history. we took alot of photographs and looked like tourists i’m sure. later we got hot dogs and coconut ice bars in central [...]
coney island 1.13.08
Posted in aesthetics, my art, new york, noir, places, tagged new york, photography on January 18, 2008 | 2 Comments »
it was really cold. i bought coffee on the boardwalk in one of those little blue and white grecian paper cups. it tasted faintly of bbq sauce and i drank it all like it was a vial of magic liquid with the words “drink me” on it. unlike alice, i didn’t shrink and i just [...]
