Showing posts with label painting. Show all posts
Showing posts with label painting. Show all posts
Sunday, January 22, 2012
If Rachel Zoe created artsy offspring with a farmhouse...
Becca Kallem, your watercolors are magical. And so superbly insightful. If I were a giraffe, I'd wear Burberry too. I'd have a long neck. I'd want to cover it up in style. This is obvious to me. I'm glad this is obvious to you too. And were I a bird, I'd wear Louis Vuitton. I'd buy from the old Murakami, multi-colored logo collection. I'd scout it out on eBay, pay at whatever cost, and wear it to all the most chic bird nest parties. Obvs.
I just bought a print from Becca's online etsy shop. I bought it cause Becca gets it. Also because her prints are only $22 (less if you buy before January 31st while her New Year's sale is going on). And lastly, but not insignificantly, because Becca donates $2 from each sale to the Washington Animal Rescue League. Aaah, a philanthropist too--Becca, you are amazing!
Oh, also because I'm a Leo and us lions like to see pictures of ourselves. We're totally narcissistic and we accept this about ourselves.
Check out Becca's etsy shop. Check it out now!
[via Design Sponge]
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design sponge,
etsy,
home decor,
painting
Saturday, October 02, 2010
Kids. In Nazi uniforms. With guns.
If the young psychotic tyke from The Bad Seed and the leaders of the Children of the Corn gang had love children, they might be the subjects of Gottfried Helnwein's current show, I Was a Child, up now at the Friedman Benda gallery in New York.The below images are not fun. They are not pretty. But they are magnificent and chilling.
Also, they may make you rethink procreation
Gottfried Helnwein: I was a Child
515 West 26th St
New York, NY
Through October 23
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Sunday, April 19, 2009
The Simple Life.
I hope soon to stop selling people things that they do not want. I hope to stop wanting the things I am being sold. I hope, specifically, to stop wanting the new Gucci flats and the Marc Jacobs handbag and the Bond No. 9 eau de parfum before their refund windows expire. I hope to move to Austin, Texas where the rent is low, or to Bennington, Vermont where my memories tell me I was happy, before I lose myself and my money to more handbags and high heels and other such things that don't keep well over time. I want to want a simple life.[Image Credit: Andrew Wyeth - Christina's World]
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Austin,
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Bennington,
Bond No. 9,
Christina's World,
Gucci,
Marc Jacobs,
painting,
shoes,
shopping,
Texas,
The Simple Life,
Vermont
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