Tuesday, September 29, 2009

Socks


We made these at the weekend in a pub called The Jolly Gardener, Putney. It was so much fun. Drinking, eating and sewing. A great combination by my standards.
EJane

Learn Something



Love this. So simple. The idea and the illustrations. Nice navigation too. And you get to learn something new, every ones a winner.

http://cargocollective.com/learnsomethingeveryday#69386

EJane

Marker Comps



Anyone who has ever wanted to get into advertising has most likely come across the phrase "marker comp" whilst building one's portfolio. The difference between executing a marker comp vs. a pretty looking idea is that the marker comp will allow you to decipher "This is bad" before 12 hours of meticulous photoshopping leads you to the same conclusion. For those of you not in advertising, "marker comp" is just a fancy word for "doodling really badly. With text. And arrows. And your boyfriend's name in hearts."

Simply, the marker comp helps you kill the idea before you kill yourself. It's also a great exercise when going through extreme writer's block, as demonstrated on this site. Take a looksy at a time when you're stuck.

♥ hJane

Friday, September 25, 2009

The Wall of Curiosities


Have to say I'm a massive fan of this idea. Kevin O'Shea - Manhattan interior designer extraordinaire - has a "Wall of Curiosities" in his pad, containing mementos and artworks. Cleverly placed by the dining room table for conversational purposes, the Wall of Curiosities is a constantly evolving piece. More info here.

Totally reminds me of your post on Supermarket Sarah, EJane! Let's set up shop in our kitchens.

♥ hDiggity

Bearfriend Strikes Back



Usually I avoid re-posting things from one of my blogs to the next [it's like re-gifting at Christmas. No one wants those socks twice], but this I just had to do.

Red Nose Studio
specializes in creating 3-D Models for Print use and - Oh My! Oh Potatoes! - hurray for badass bears.

Check out the full gallery here.
♥ hJane

It Ain't What You Do, It's What It Does To You

My dear friend's awesome boyfriend posted up a Facebook Status this morning containing a verse from this poem.


It Ain't What You Do, It's What It Does To You

I have not bummed across America
with only a dollar to spare, one pair
of busted Levi's and a bowie knife.
I have lived with thieves in Manchester.

I have not padded through the Taj Mahal,
barefoot, listening to the space between
each footfall picking up and putting down
its print against the marble floor. But I

skimmed flat stones across Black Moss on a day
so still I could hear each set of ripples
as they crossed. I felt each stone's inertia
spend itself against the water; then sink.

I have not toyed with a parachute cord
while perched on the lip of a light-aircraft;
but I held the wobbly head of a boy
at the day centre, and stroked his fat hands.

And I guess that the tightness in the throat
and the tiny cascading sensation
somewhere inside us are both part of that
sense of something else. That feeling, I mean.

Simon Armitage


Cheers Dan - I dig eet.
♥ hJane

Friday, September 11, 2009

Wednesday, September 9, 2009

The Walls That Funk Built





It's always been my suspicion that I've been continually reincarnated from a long line of 65 year old Grandmas, and being drawn to this collection of wallpaper from the 1970's only cements my past life hunches.

These are ballin'! Now hand me some smelling salts.

View more here.