Thursday, December 16, 2010
Tuesday, December 14, 2010
Reminiscing.
We were a generation of furtives. You know, with an inner knowledge there's no use flaunting on that level, the level of the 'public,' a kind of beatness- I mean being right down to it, to ourselves, because we all really know where we are- and a weariness with all the forms, all the conventions of the world.
.Jack Kerouac
.Jack Kerouac
Thursday, November 18, 2010
day to day
Saturday, October 30, 2010
Thursday, October 28, 2010
A Top Five
Friday, October 22, 2010
T. H. White, 1958
"The best thing for being sad, " replied Merlyn,
beginning to puff and blow, "is to learn some-
thing. That is the only thing that never fails. You
may grow old and trembling in your anatomies,
you may lie awake at night listening to the
disorder of your veins, you may miss your only
love, you may see the world about you devastated
by evil lunatics, or know your honor trampled in
the sewers of baser minds. There is only one thing
for it then - to learn. Learn why the world wags
and what wags it. That is the only thing which
the mind can never exhaust, never alienate,
never be tortured by, never fear or distrust, and
never dream of regretting."
Teachers.
If the heavens were all parchment, and the trees
of the forest all pens, and every human being
were a scribe, it would still be impossible to
record all that I have learned from my teachers.
-Jochanan ben Zakkai, c. 75
Travel
We travel for romance, we travel for architecture, and we travel to be lost.
-Ray Bradbury, 1990
Wednesday, October 13, 2010
Ed Ruscha
I can't rememberwhen I first discovered Ed Ruscha,
but I do remember loving every single thing about him right away.
His story, his language, his style, his humor. All of
it made perfect sense to me. I find a strange compass in
what I know to be true. And Ed Ruscha, to me, is true
blue.
The Uncertain Trail, 1986, Ed Ruscha
Monday, October 11, 2010
Australia. Interiors. Light.
There isn't a thing I don't love about this beach house. First, it's
a beach house. The bright white, shots of color, a beautiful surf board
on the wall, aged furniture, quirky prints, owned by a fashion designer.
I have forever been drawn to Australia. Free-spiritedness is infectious.
Truly, there is no better way to be. To live.
From Grazia Magazine
Thursday, September 23, 2010
Thursday, September 9, 2010
Saturday, September 4, 2010
Monday, August 30, 2010
August/September
Friday, August 20, 2010
Thursday, August 19, 2010
Tuesday, August 3, 2010
Monday, July 26, 2010
Angels With Dirty Faces
Treasure Here.
Surf imagery, history, travel writing,
design inspiration, geography.
'Angels with dirty faces' is only one
alluring portfolio title. I also like:
First there was paradise
Comfortable isolation
Substituted by blue
Magic secret
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Monday, July 19, 2010
Monday, July 5, 2010
Wednesday, June 30, 2010
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