i posted these images from h&m magazine today, and not everyone was loving the illustrations by Lisolette Watkins. i think they're amazing. i went to the tim burton exhibit at moma over the weekend, and what burton and watkins have in common is a defined style. when you look a tim burton's stuff, you know it's him; same here. do i have this in my writing, i wonder? do i need it? anyway, visual stimulation is always good. i used to read drawn! all the time, maybe i should start up again.
the space above the television has been just a plain white wall for the past 11 months we've lived in this apartment. the rug is a rectangle, the TV is a rectangle, the couch is a rectangle and all the of the framed pieces above the couch are squares or right angles. i really wanted something with curves to go above the TV. at first i thought i might do something round, but gradually realized i was dying to have my own neon sign -- in a curly, cursive script. there are tons of sign stores in this neighborhood, and it's expensive, but not as expensive as i thought it might be. once our custom sign was done, the boyfriend and his handy drill made it happen.
it's amazing. and it looks better than it photographs.
all i have to decide now is whether to paint the wires white.
I'm pretty sad about alexander mcqueen's death. i wrote something here and here. i regret not buying all the things he made that i really wanted to buy, including the damn skull scarf. i hate that being a creative visionary so often goes hand-in-hand with being tortured. and i'm sad that whatever future projects he and gaga were cooking up won't come to fruition. today sucked.