skön Sverige

I loved Sweden. Especially Steninge where Chris' grandparents have their summer house, it is beautiful.

i've fallen in love with rocky beaches, just wish the weather had been nicer for longer!

poetic cosmos of the breath

I first read about Tomas Saraceno in a French Vogue that i picked up in Paris in april.
The piece here was actually about ArtBrussels exhibition which i would love to visit one day, but it was the articles picture that captured my attention.

This is Tomas Saraceno's 'Poetic Cosmos of Breath', an installation piece that was created to interact the iridescent material with the rising sun. Upon inflation the dome reflects cascading ripples of neon. When i initially saw the pictures it made me think of blowing bubbles, when the sun catches the liquid in the bubble and swirls the same colous.



This video shows it's setting up as well as it's finished effect.



I think for me this is the start of something good and irresponsible.

sit back, relapse

i've been quite irritated with myself at my lack of blogging.

i need to get back into being creative. i need to explore ideas, not just emotionally but phsically.

working could be to blame or it could just be an excuse. hopefully my trip to sweden will break me out of this and push me in a good direction again. it will be great to be in a country that's different but bears similarities to england.

crash.

After the commonplaces of everyday life, with their muffled dramas, all my organic expertise for dealing with physical injury had long been blunted or forgotten. The crash was the only real experience I had been through for years.
-J.G.Ballard, Crash.

"I came to Party Crashing because accidents happen. People you love will die. Nothing you treasure will last forever. And I need to accept and embrace that fact."
-Chuck Palahniuk, Rant: An Oral Biography of Buster Casey.

for once i want to be the car crash
not always just the traffic jam
-Snow Patrol, headlight on dark roads.

The cruel truth:

people have an amazing ability to make me constantly doubt my own.

working hard and with a passion for what you do,

                                                             gets you nowhere...

"I am still a girl trying to understand myself"

 

R.I.P Louise Bourgeois

 

"The spider is a repairer. If you bash into the web of a spider, she doesn't get mad. She weaves and repairs it."