Where the Wild Things Are by Maurice Sendak
Madeline by Ludwig Bemelmans
James and the Giant Peach by Roald Dahl
Goodnight Moon by Margaret Wise Brown
Corduroy by Don Freeman
The Berenstain Bears Series by Stan and Jan Berenstain
The Little House by Virginia Lee Burton
Charlotte's Web by E.B. White
The Phantom Tollbooth by Norton Juster
Babar Series by Laurent de Brunhoff
The Giver by Lois Lowry
The Little Prince by Antoine de Saint-Exupery
Tuesday, March 31, 2009
Monday, March 30, 2009
Enough News to Celebrate
Sunday, March 29, 2009
Saturday, March 28, 2009
Friday, March 27, 2009
Thought of the Day
If nothing else, one day you can look someone straight in the eyes and say:
"But I lived through it. And it made me who I am today."
"But I lived through it. And it made me who I am today."
Thursday, March 26, 2009
Wednesday, March 25, 2009
Simple Song Associations, Pt II
I'll make this quick:
- 3rd Planet: Modest Mouse-Abby and all of junior year at Thacher.
- Haiti: Arcade Fire-Ride back from Andrew Bird, where I listened to this for the first time with Holden.
- My Night with the Prostitute from Marseille: Beirut-PCH with Iszy and Phoebe, epic.
- Drinking as Religion: Mason Jennings-Sleeping on the couch next to Matt.
- No Diggity: Klaxons Cover-Driving with Danielle, Ian, Nikoo, and BJ Panda to the Unknown, Nikoo throwing up.
- Vetiver: Belles-Robin.
- Little Garcon, Little Fille: Born Ruffians-Being in Alex's room.
- Wild is the Wind: Nina Simone-Jacob.
Home, Pt XII
This sliding house is absolutely incredible. The brief was to create a space to grow food, entertain and enjoy the landscape. It's made up of three buildings which can be separated by a huge sliding shell, creating a combination of enclosure, open-air living and framing of views according to it position.
Click here to watch.
Click here to watch.
Tuesday, March 24, 2009
Monday, March 23, 2009
I Will Have My First Dance at my Wedding to One of These:
The Book of Love: Magnetic Fields
The Other Side of Mt. Heart Attack: Liars
All I Need: Radiohead
Sea of Love: Cat Power
Maps (Acoustic): Yeah Yeah Yeahs.
The Other Side of Mt. Heart Attack: Liars
All I Need: Radiohead
Sea of Love: Cat Power
Maps (Acoustic): Yeah Yeah Yeahs.
Sunday, March 22, 2009
Drugs and Shit
Capturing Moods
Media architecture collective Urban Alliance has recently finished the Moodwall: a 24 meter long interactive light installation in Amsterdam. The Moodwall is situated in a pedestrian tunnel and interacts with people passing by, improving the atmosphere in the tunnel and making people happy and feel less unsafe. The interactive urban wallpaper is built out of about 2500 leds behind a ribbed semi-transparent wall. The curves in the wall make it less suitable for grafitti and improve the visibility of the content for the side.The resolution is horizontally stretched so the images of the screen are better for the side so people are stimulated to watch the screen from outside the tunnel. This prevents the tunnel to become a hang-out spot. The Moodwall is a pilot project for a 70 meter long media wall proposal by Urban Alliance (in collaboration with Daan Hartoog) which won a competition for ideas to improve the public space of the social unsafe area of the Amsterdam Bijlmer.
Saturday, March 21, 2009
Glorybox
Things I Learn from Chad
Food edition:
1. Oreos taste much better when placed in the freezer.
2. Caramel popcorn takes a long time to make.
1. Oreos taste much better when placed in the freezer.
2. Caramel popcorn takes a long time to make.
Friday, March 20, 2009
Home, Pt XI
To Phoebe: Type A
"Fitter, happier , more productive, comfortable, not drinking too much, regular exercise at the gym , 3 days a week, getting on better with your associate employee contemporaries at ease, eating well, no more microwave dinners and saturated fats , a patient better driver, a safer car, baby smiling in back seat , sleeping well, no bad dreams, no paranoia, careful to all animals, never washing spiders down the plughole, keep in contact with old friends, enjoy a drink now and then, frequently check credit at moral bank, hole in wall, favors for favors, fond but not in love, charity standing orders on sundays ring road supermarket , no killing moths or putting boiling water on the ants, car wash, also on sundays, no longer afraid of the dark or midday shadows, nothing so ridiculously teenage and desperate nothing so childish , at a better pace, slower and more calculated, no chance of escape, now self-employed, concerned, but powerless , an empowered and informed member of society, pragmatism not idealism, will not cry in public, less chance of illness, tires that grip in the wet shot of baby strapped in back seat , a good memory still cries at a good film, still kisses with saliva, no longer empty and frantic like a cat tied to a stick, that’s driven into frozen winter shi t, the ability to laugh at weakness , calm fitter, healthier and more productive a pig in a cage on antibiotics…"
Thursday, March 19, 2009
I Love This Concept
Wednesday, March 18, 2009
Tuesday, March 17, 2009
My Favorite Type of Person
My favorite type of person to behold (though not necessarily to interact with) belongs to a specific category. These people are very smart and spend most of their time thinking or tinkering. They talk quickly and in a tumbling manner, basically because they have an excess of ideas, or at least too many to conform to speech. These are people who are frustrated by the talking interface and seem to need a technology that would transmit ideas automatically from their head to someone else’s head.
Yes.
Yes.
Monday, March 16, 2009
Sunday, March 15, 2009
From Molly
"Things aren't all so tangible and sayable as people would usually have us believe; most experiences are unsayable, they happen in a space that no word has ever entered, and more unsayable than all other things are works of art, those mysterious existences, whose life endures beside our own small, transitory life."
-Rainer Maria Rilke
-Rainer Maria Rilke
Saturday, March 14, 2009
Friday, March 13, 2009
Enrique Metinides Photography
"Which is not to say in any way that Metinides's photographs are lacking in humanity. Quite the opposite. They are overflowing with humanity. In fact, that is the real trouble with them - they show us too much humanity. In Metinides's images, we don't just see the body dragged out of the water after the drowning, we see the drowned man underwater, the grey corpse hovering at the bottom of the swimming pool. Or a body being dragged to the bank of a river, like some awful bait trawled at the end of a rope, the spectators on the far bank an inverted frieze reflected in the muddy water.
We see things we feel we shouldn't be looking at, but it is hard to drag our eyes away. The dead woman, with her shiny red nails and blonde coiffure, draped over a mangled post after being hit by a car at a pedestrian crossing, her made-up face grim in death, just at the moment when the paramedic is about to cover her with a blanket. Metinides's images are sometimes made more unsettling by their evident aestheticisation, or perhaps rather the way we place them among other kinds of images, as if to defuse them, render them more acceptable."
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