them atelier.

flying leaps & stillness. (courtesy of joanna gone rogue)

hiatus.

seems i went into hibernation. only the summer version of it.

slowly starting to wipe off the cobwebs, creep back into the light... stretching the old bloggy muscles.

something. soon.

some times you just need a little missy.

mister wang's resort...

*sigh*

why can't i have this?

oh right, $414 reasons why... sucks.

ring by pamela love.

gay.

bless you, stupid g.i. joe psa remakes.

i take it back.

the arguments of art & other people looking out for these kids are losing ground over really exceptionally shitty behavior. terry richardson, go suck your own dick. i'm sure you can.

http://www.thestylerookie.com/2010/05/can-i-just-say.html

girl meets boy meets girl.

Raquel Zimmermann by David Sims in Girl Meets Boy |Vogue Paris June/July 2010

(snagged from fashion gone rogue)

write the future.

props to w+k, amsterdam.

dead weather.

directed by jonathan glazer.

frank.

massive.

scott campbell @ ohwow.

t-minus

36 hours. til buh-bye.

for a minute.

or a week. plus. to south south south.

mexican soil. the water. the land.

madrina & padrino.

places i haven't seen.

fishing in the water.

fish out of water.

this will set me free.

for a minute.

yum.

from fashion gone rogue (http://fashiongonerogue.com/) today & in april's interview mag.

female masculinity is hot.

credits:

Photographer – Hugh Lippe
Model – Natasa Vojnovic
Hair – Dennis Gots
Makeup – Maud La Ceppe
Stylist – Nicholas Grasa
Retoucher – Shane Lee Lyon

m.i.a. "born free."

extraordinary, disturbing, challenging, real...

M.I.A, Born Free from ROMAIN-GAVRAS on Vimeo.

hahahaha.

snagged from dj rimarkable. canNOT stop laughing.

sun mix.

mexico & madrina time is just over a week away. sun, sand, beach, books, godmama, goodness, solitude, serenity...

new mix for the trip. chill & chock full of some favorites, crafted to hit moods & styles but from top to bottom, built for sun.

intro - the xx

to ulrike (zero 7 remix) - doris days

six underground - sneaker pimps

madame butterfly - malcolm mclaren

carolyn's fingers - cocteau twins

dreaming - blondie

my time - jane's addiction

good fortune - pj harvey

in the morning - wolfmother

carnival - natalie merchant

he war - cat power

within you without you - the beatles

summertime rolls - jane's addiction

all you ever wanted - the black keys

i'm bound to pack it up - the white stripes

a place called home - pj harvey

mind riot - soundgarden

zero - yeah yeah yeahs

destination unknown - missing persons

our lips are sealed - the go-go's

i touch roses - book of love

wrapped around your finger - the police

naked eye - luscious jackson

today (live) - zero 7

paper planes - m.i.a.

buena - morphine

jamming - bob marley

lovely day - bill withers

everything is everything - lauren hill

quimbara - celia cruz

as - stevie wonder

come get to this - marvin gaye

the numbers game (feat. chuck brown) - thievery corporation

electric relaxation - tribe called quest

back to life - soul to soul

get by (remix) - talib kweli, feat. mos def, jay-z

ball of confusion (that's what the world is today) - the temptations

all i do - stevie wonder

today.

is any other day

any other moment

a blip in time that is gone

in a breath you just spent

expended & lost

distended in your soul

and launched into the sky

a mist

is that what becomes of us

the flickering light

hovering overhead

a fringe

infinite & small

caressing a syllable

launched into the air

2 years remembrance

a lifetime of gifts

of lessons

what we become

what made us

he who made me

a fog

if i only knew

what the sound was

when the filmy blanket

lifts

to reveal the voice

before its soul was taken.

today

for always

for that which is ever

my father lives

his brilliant spirit

the touch

to fill the emptiness

of what i hope to become.

extended trailer/preview for "exit through the gift shop".

thanks to the collinge for sending!

swim to me.

this mortal coil. song to the siren. this whole album rings through my head...

death don't have no mercy.

saturdays in j. lindeberg book.

c-note.

rich density

spent unshelled

to repent

borrowed clef

pitch stolen

tenor returned

treble exposed

tattooed and burned

a digit locked

inside an octave

click clack

the keys

surge in falsetto

no regrets

more from street.

the usual corners & a few new ones.

twittering tweety birds in nolita.

a new breed is taking over the neighborhood. have been hunting down these charming & elusive creatures. found 3... will update as more invade the trees.

anthony lister @ lyons wier