Monday, 28 September 2009

Under my Thumb by Rolling Stones

Well this is a blog of treasures, and as this has been stuck fast in my head
and on my apple tree for a good week it is probably about time.

oh the jagger stagger.

"Yesterday... I strolled a little beyond the glade for an hour and a half... At last i feel asleep on the grass, and awake with a chorus of birds singing around me, and squirrels running up the tree and some woodpeckers laughing, and it was as pleasant and rural a scene as ever i saw, and i did not care one penny how any of the beasts or birds had been formed "

Charles Darwin writing from Moor Park to his wife Emma.

I like how he just forgets himself.

Sunday, 27 September 2009

Why are THEY wearing masks?

I think i want a mask like that.

It is so awkward and so incredible

(and X Rated so tread carefully)

Friday, 25 September 2009


I really want to dress up like this

then re-tell my favourite passed down ghost stories for a short film.

silly idea, might just do it h'anyway.

Thursday, 24 September 2009

Tom Gauld,

Oh and this for Christmas?

It may be sold out but Ihavetohaveit.
Hello Nigel

Nigel Peake is a master with the pencil.pen etc,

can somebody buy me all his little booklets please?

you will? oh great thank you so much,

i mean that is great i mean i think i love you, at least a bit.

oh and look at his lovely BLOG

A Nod to the Treasure Makers.

Laura's culinary adventures, recently rekindled upon Jaimie and her's personal endeavor for mere waif-dom.
An inspiring lady whose role in the underground restaurant movement inspires me, and whose writing i find at times slightly scathing, still highly charming.
Sara's photography blog, top bird, hot shots.
Rachael's beautiful blog, that never fails to impress me, stuffed with amazing photographers, high fashion and the such.

Her recent nod to Philip Toledano's "days with my father" made me more than a bit emotional.

She has a keen eye for perfection.
Southern Label, Articles and Information
Aaron's artistic personal portfolio, great work
Log Blog, in accordance with the southampton based Log Jam a brilliant night ran by two bearded wanders, that sees live improvised music and freestyle drawing entertain the masses monthly.

This blog documents these nights, with mp3's and galleries.
Lucy Swan's lovely photography work, featuring her beautiful twin, and the stunning Alice.
Megan's changing the world step by step, and this is her space to document it, my own favourite eco warrior, with a keen habit of eating food for less than 2 pounds a day.
The lovely Edwards' blog, not updated for a while, but awash with top mp3's and unusual imagery.
Billy's Blog/Website for his delightful Illustration
These women, a pair of best friends, produced something i loved, the 3191 of mornings/evenings,
after moving 3191 miles apart they both took a photo every morning/evening and then published them next to each other to document their activities that evening, there are beautiful moment of synchronicity, and opposition.
An idea i wish i had had for my estranged bests.

Keep on Blogging
I plan to expand this list

Monday, 21 September 2009

hello elvis costello

Good god, yet another completely inspiring photographer.

On the Earburner: Genius Mixes (hello i-tunes 9)

These girls are bloody great.
The nails they do are awesome.
What a great job/life.

(I think its about time i headed down to the nail salon for the first time)

Sunday, 20 September 2009

My Mother's Cupboards and my Father's Words


Anna Fox

beastly bitches, filthy cows

She's washed so many dishes, her hands have blown up like bears claws

Your mother's in control now, I've got no control

she should be fried in hot oil

She's got hands like gorilla's claws

She wants her bum scraped with a rusty saw

She's got seven ears like her mother

I'll cut your bum off and serve it in slices like raw bacon

I'm going to put her under the grill, i couldn't cover her in butter, i'm going to cover her in grease and fry her

you toad, pity i got rid of the well you could have gone down there and been cemented over

she's bloody rattling again. can you stop your bloody fucking rattling

i love this series to death, the parallel of the pair of their characters is great.

her other work is quite great too, go here and explore.

i need to get a new camera.

Saturday, 19 September 2009

Harry Callahan

Wednesday, 2 September 2009

The Man on the Roof

In 1966 and again in 1968 a man heads to the roof of a YMCA to model dozens of pairs of women's bikini bottoms.
Then in 1969 and 1972 he heads to the beach to model some more.

I keep meaning to post this because I am sort of in love with strange perversions.

Perversions fascinate and amaze me, and i like the way they become obsessions.

Like, he just keeps coming back to this, after several years, like he HAS to do it.

I wander if other men do this on other roofs in other women's underwear?