Friday, September 30, 2011

Thursday, September 29, 2011


vintage inspired clothing for the modern eccentric...

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busy...but out of here at three. booya! hope it was at least fun stuff!

B broke up with his girl. now he's sad cause he feels bad about hurting people and once again SHE was more of an adult than him. idiot. told him to fucking change his ways cause right now he's 0-2 back to back. he didn't like that. i said, don't bring me into this shit then get upset when i tell you the honesty you need to hear. i said at this rate there will come a point when you can't have it too with me. he said i wsa right and apologized. told him that i'm going to take up i can quit him as my bad habit;)

like sands through the hourglass...

CoCoLeChicCigarettes, etc...

Wednesday, September 28, 2011


"A lot of people get confused when they see this image. They think it was done by a computer, but we actually took pigment power, mixed it with talc to get the right ice-cream pastel colours, and brushed it into the cats.

The owners were two proud members of the Persian Cat Club. I can't remember how I found them, but they turned up in a van, covered in cat fur, and stood breathing down my neck as I took the picture. We were worried about putting all that powder on the animals' fur, but they said, "Oh no, they absolutely love it!" The cats were such vain creatures - they adored being touched and pampered."

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She said she collects pieces of sky,
cuts holes out of it with silver scissors,
bits of heaven she calls them.
Every day a bevy of birds flies rings
around her fingers, my chorus of wives,
she calls them. Every day she reads poetry
from dusty books she borrows from the library,
sitting in the park, she smiles at passing strangers,
yet cannot seem to shake her own sad feelings.
She said that night reminds her of a cool hand
placed gently across her fevered brow, said
she likes to fall asleep beneath the stars,
that their streaks of light make her believe
that she too is going somewhere. Infinity,
she whispers as she closes her eyes,
descending into thin air, where no arms
outstretch to catch her.

Tuesday, September 27, 2011


using the night as her darkroom, and the river or ocean as her transparency, Derges created extraordinary images by submerging positive photographic paper beneath the surface of the water.

a milliseconds flash of brilliant likght, controlled by the artist, fixed a brief moment in the waters constant ebb and flow onto the paper.

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an inflatable relaxing chair. very comfortable because the air inside will adapt to your body.
Beach Cocoon can be used on the beach, the swimmingpool, the garden, the terrace, in your house.

You can take Beach Cocoon with you in a v ery compact bag. You can inflate Beach Cocoon in ten minutes with an air blower on electricity or a compact battery.

size: d, 180 cm; h, 90 cm
material: transparent pvc
more about the designer, here...



Who would have known
That a boy like him
Would have entered me lightly
Restoring my blisses

Who would have known
That a boy like him
After sharing my core
Would stay going nowhere

Who would have known
A beauty this immense
Who would have known
A saintly trance
Who would have known
Miraculous breath
To inhale a beard
Loaded with courage

Who would have known
That a boy like him
Possessed of magical
Who would approach a girl like me
Who caresses cradles his head
In her bosom

He slides inside
Half awake, half asleep
We faint back
Into sleephood
When I wake up
The second time
In his arms
He's still inside me

Who would have known
Who ahhh
Who would have known

A train of pearls
Cabin by cabin
Is shot precisely
Across an ocean

From a mouth
From a
From the mouth
Of a girl like me
To a boy
To a boy
To a boy


Monday, September 26, 2011



hersberger's spatial creations make use of industrial materials such as glass and steel, which he enhances with high-gloss lacquering or chrome plating, as well as a range of objects such as musical instruments, empty beer cans and even crushed cars...