a modern take on curvature, these stunning designs by korean artist bae se hwa use the medium of bent walnut in order to convey harmony between nature and the house of art nouveau. they are sensual yet rustic; see more now at the edward tyler nahem gallery in nyc. by sv
nick cave smokes, avoids being tape-recorded, tries not to be so nonchalantly alluring. by sv
photo by helmut newton from the cyberwoman series, this is number 3, produced in limited prints at phillips auction… by xy
stereophile 101: ok we all know that the weight of a speaker and its components/equipment can substantially alter the sound coming out of them. this occurs mainly due to lack of jitter and aided resonance, creating a tighter base and minimizing vibrations… but hell, i had never seen a stereo system made out of pure marble, now that’s pretty awesome to look at and it can only sound just as sweet… by uh
by pp.
by kl
because those gals, all together (christy turlington, cindy crawford, claudia shiffer, nadja auermann, stephanie seymour, carla bruni, naomi campbell by avedon for versace and by meisel for vogue, 1994)
because yes, avedon was still alive (claudia shiffer & stan nelson, gianni versace ad 1994)
because everyone had plucked, dark painted eyebrows (yes even you, helena christensen. and you, drew barrymore).
because our teen-idols actually had pretty decent behaviors (ya follow, miley?)
because kirsten dunst and I shared a hairstyle
because this movie changed my life
and to end on a nerdy note, because armies of tamagotchis ruled the world.
so, dd aside, are you now convinced? by lil
i’ll take that in the absence of brooke shields. pretty baby shoot by photographer bruno dayan. by dd
just a couple of crazy kids with some luminous ideas. by sv
julie delpy and ethan hawke in richard linklater’s 1995 before sunrise. the first film in what is now probably my favorite trilogy. consider them, to say the least. by sv
Dearest Angel Girl:
…I suppose most of us are lonely in this big world, but we must fall tremendously in love to find it out. The cure is the discovery of our need for company — I mean company in the very special sense we’ve come to understand since we happened to each other — you and I. The pleasures of human experience are emptied away without that companionship — now that I’ve known it; without it joy is just an unendurable as sorrow. You are my life — my very life. Never imagine your hope approximates what you are to me. Beautiful, precious little baby — hurry up the sun! — make the days shorter till we meet. I love you, that’s all there is to it.
Your boy,
Orson
happy sunday morning by sv
latest editorial for CR fashion book by photographer brigitte niedermair. by lil
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