Squash is the best. Martha agrees.
Saturday, November 28, 2009
Friday, November 27, 2009
airmail
My closed-wallet vow has not done so well. Also went to JAM Paper and Envelope on 5th Ave. today and got fantastic envelopes! Send me your addresses, suckas - I needz to write letters and make you cards!
Both styles were 25 for $3. Pretty decent, I thought.
And map envelopes! Can't wait to do this with old guides and atlases!
My cousin Lillian (who just updated fatso pictures!!) advises that I should have waited for the never-ending cute stationary in China. I couldn't resist though - too charmingly old-timey to handle.
emilymock@gmail.com. , sweet blogger babies!
Both styles were 25 for $3. Pretty decent, I thought.
And map envelopes! Can't wait to do this with old guides and atlases!
My cousin Lillian (who just updated fatso pictures!!) advises that I should have waited for the never-ending cute stationary in China. I couldn't resist though - too charmingly old-timey to handle.
emilymock@gmail.com. , sweet blogger babies!
I've done a horrible thing.
I was walking around outside Saks waiting for my uncle to get off of work, (e)milling around and through the hordes (absolute hordes of people, my god), and eating my dry, smokey and overpriced pretzel.
Some French douchebag backed into me and my lump of coal/dough fell to the floor. I picked it up and started looking for a trash can. Why there are no trash cans in Rockefeller Center, I have no idea, but I saw a trash can-height pile of colorful trash-looking things and tossed it in.
It was a baby carriage. Thank buddha it was devoid of Baby, just shopping bags and squishy toys. I would like to apologize to all the baby mamas and nannies who read this blog. Baba's too I guess.
I was walking around outside Saks waiting for my uncle to get off of work, (e)milling around and through the hordes (absolute hordes of people, my god), and eating my dry, smokey and overpriced pretzel.
Some French douchebag backed into me and my lump of coal/dough fell to the floor. I picked it up and started looking for a trash can. Why there are no trash cans in Rockefeller Center, I have no idea, but I saw a trash can-height pile of colorful trash-looking things and tossed it in.
It was a baby carriage. Thank buddha it was devoid of Baby, just shopping bags and squishy toys. I would like to apologize to all the baby mamas and nannies who read this blog. Baba's too I guess.
SF, any day
I have hurts-so-good blisters from walking from Midtown to Uptown to Downtown and back to Midtown this morning. Went to ABC Home, teary eyes blinked amorously at everything, then to Fishs Eddy across the street. Got the cups, of course!
It's impossible to highlight everything in that space, but two similar pendant lamps from ABC Home:
And a similarly black and gold pendant lamp in a simpler silhouette:
It's kind of cheap luxe while not actually being a cheap buy. I suppose this is a defining characteristic of a good deal of modern/designer furniture. Design Within Reach, anyone? A very limited use of the the word "reach."
A less expensive alternative might be Ikea's Kulla pendant lamp, which is steel rather than plastic (for which Kartell is known). Maybe you could gold foil or decoupage the interior?
So I've been sitting in the Rose Reading Room of the NYPL for a while. Beaux-Arts, incredible, tall windows and gorgeous, but all this ornamentation really is too distracting. An art history professor claims that every girl has an Art Nouveau phase - loving long, sinuous lines and depictions of flora/fauna. If this is true, I think I'm over it. Likewise with this Beaux-Arts building - I've hardly swooned for historicism in architecture all day (but did so for the very modern wide Tom Dixon Beat Light). What is wrong with me
Photo: Peter Aaron/Esto
I've really enjoyed hanging out with my uncle's family (not to mention the best non-turducken turkey I've ever had) and walking around this city. Love the logical grid, Flatiron Building, probable excess of museums, but every assertion of Manhattan-ness that I see, I counteract with growing nostalgia for SF. In other words, NYC faces a huge burden of proof for a very very biased person - I would choose San Francisco, any day!
It's impossible to highlight everything in that space, but two similar pendant lamps from ABC Home:
Beat Lights, Tom Dixon
Drum set. Not a particularly original design, but isn't this series of pendant lights beautiful for the hand-beaten brass interiors juxtaposed with matte black patinated exterior? Not liking the tall shades too much, but mm! for the wide, flat shades.
The Beat Lights in the Shoreditch House, a private members' club in East London. Oooh!:
Drum set. Not a particularly original design, but isn't this series of pendant lights beautiful for the hand-beaten brass interiors juxtaposed with matte black patinated exterior? Not liking the tall shades too much, but mm! for the wide, flat shades.
The Beat Lights in the Shoreditch House, a private members' club in East London. Oooh!:
And a similarly black and gold pendant lamp in a simpler silhouette:
It's kind of cheap luxe while not actually being a cheap buy. I suppose this is a defining characteristic of a good deal of modern/designer furniture. Design Within Reach, anyone? A very limited use of the the word "reach."
A less expensive alternative might be Ikea's Kulla pendant lamp, which is steel rather than plastic (for which Kartell is known). Maybe you could gold foil or decoupage the interior?
So I've been sitting in the Rose Reading Room of the NYPL for a while. Beaux-Arts, incredible, tall windows and gorgeous, but all this ornamentation really is too distracting. An art history professor claims that every girl has an Art Nouveau phase - loving long, sinuous lines and depictions of flora/fauna. If this is true, I think I'm over it. Likewise with this Beaux-Arts building - I've hardly swooned for historicism in architecture all day (but did so for the very modern wide Tom Dixon Beat Light). What is wrong with me
Photo: Peter Aaron/Esto
I've really enjoyed hanging out with my uncle's family (not to mention the best non-turducken turkey I've ever had) and walking around this city. Love the logical grid, Flatiron Building, probable excess of museums, but every assertion of Manhattan-ness that I see, I counteract with growing nostalgia for SF. In other words, NYC faces a huge burden of proof for a very very biased person - I would choose San Francisco, any day!
Wednesday, November 25, 2009
All my Christmas gifts will be handmade
After getting into NYC, I realized how empty my bank account must be. I think I need a job that is not doing the Smith Phonathon anymore.
Not sure if I should even spend money on museum admissions!!!!!!!!!!!!
So my plans while here: sit in the library on 5th Ave. and 42nd St. writing papers... wait for my uncle to get off of work... take the subway back to Brooklyn.
Definitely not spending any money. Unless Fishs Eddy has cute cups on sale. Which - I just checked online - they certainly do. Dammit.
Not sure if I should even spend money on museum admissions!!!!!!!!!!!!
So my plans while here: sit in the library on 5th Ave. and 42nd St. writing papers... wait for my uncle to get off of work... take the subway back to Brooklyn.
Definitely not spending any money. Unless Fishs Eddy has cute cups on sale. Which - I just checked online - they certainly do. Dammit.
Saturday, November 21, 2009
feeling a bit decrepit
L’Hospice/The Nursing Home. Gilles Barbier. 2002Know what I mean?
via ArtInfo of "Medicine and Art" at the Mori Art Museum
Gilles Barbier: Documentsdartistes. L'Hospice/The Nursing Home. Gallerie Vallois.
Thursday, November 19, 2009
Smith College Campus Center
"Imagined as an en-route passage through the campus, the building is defined by interconnecting paths that challenge the boundary between inside and outside. These paths converge into a long, curved, skylit gallery that forms the core of the design. Spaces along the gallery house exhibition areas, performance spaces, dining facilities, lounges, mailrooms and a bookstore. A series of outdoor terraces connect the building’s communal spaces with the surrounding campus grounds."
- Weiss/Manfredi Architects
Photo: Bilyana Dimitrova via Yossawat
Photo: Bilyana Dimitrova via Yossawat
Photo: Weiss/Manfredi
I mention this because Eric Mabius from Ugly Betty was there for a photo shoot with The Boston Globe. Peeps who saw this happening said that they stuck to the Red Room and the balcony above it that houses the grand piano. Not surprising - the room is always warm and completely penetrated with so much natural light! Fireplace in the center of the room - so toasty! Nap-prone Emilys should not be doing reading here.
Our mahd-ohw should have a shave, yes?
Heh heh hehhh yup that is exactly how I sit in those rocking chairs.
Eric Mabius photos: Cheryl Senter for The Boston Globe
- Weiss/Manfredi Architects
Photo: Bilyana Dimitrova via Yossawat
Photo: Bilyana Dimitrova via Yossawat
Photo: Weiss/ManfrediI mention this because Eric Mabius from Ugly Betty was there for a photo shoot with The Boston Globe. Peeps who saw this happening said that they stuck to the Red Room and the balcony above it that houses the grand piano. Not surprising - the room is always warm and completely penetrated with so much natural light! Fireplace in the center of the room - so toasty! Nap-prone Emilys should not be doing reading here.
Our mahd-ohw should have a shave, yes?
Heh heh hehhh yup that is exactly how I sit in those rocking chairs.Eric Mabius photos: Cheryl Senter for The Boston Globe
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)
Posts
