Donnerstag, 26. November 2009

new hero


Clay Shirkey talks about social software and the impact on life and media in general. That's the next piece of the puzzle my thesis is! In my head it gets clearer and clearer. There'll be a structure and a concept soon, so I can present it formally to my prof and ask the other one from a different faculty if he's willing to oversee it as well.


Yay!

Mittwoch, 25. November 2009


Samstag, 21. November 2009

reminiscence



somehow reminds me of The Antlers..

oh oh.. Oh OH!



1. Endlich!
2. Woha, toll! Die langersehnte Kollaboration entäuscht nicht - im Gegenteil!
3. Wer macht nach den Ende des Musikfernsehens noch solche Videos?? Mit Liebe zum Detail strotzt man hier dem Tod eines Mediums.
4. Werde jetzt sofort ihr erstes Album hervorkramen
5. Charlotte geschminkt!
6. Wo ist mehr??

7. Going to listen and watch it on repeat! DETAILS

Sonntag, 15. November 2009

life

„Wir sind dazu da, das Leben nicht von uns zu werfen, sondern zu bezwingen.“ Emil Jannings

Samstag, 14. November 2009

me and our generation

My body is a cage
that keeps me from dancing
with the one I love,
but my mind holds the key.

My body is a cage
that keeps me from dancing
with the one I love,
but my mind holds the key.

I'm standing on a stage
of fear and self-doubt.
It's a hollow play,
but they'll clap anyway.

My body is a cage
that keeps me from dancing
with the one I love,
but my mind holds the key.

You're standing next to me.
My mind holds the key.

I'm living in an age
that calls darkness light.
Though my language is dead,
still the shapes fill my head.

I'm living in an age
whose name I don't know.
Though the fear keeps me moving,
still my heart beats so slow.

My body is a cage
that keeps me from dancing
with the one I love,
but my mind holds the key.

You're standing next to me.
My mind holds the key.
My body is a...

My body is a cage.
We take what we're given.
Just because you've forgotten,
that don't mean you're forgiven.

I'm living in an age
that screams my name at night,
But when I get to the doorway
there's no one in sight.

I'm living in an age:
They laugh when I'm dancing
With the one I love
But my mind holds the key.

You're standing next to me.
My mind holds the key.

Set my spirit free.
Set my spirit free.
Set my body free.
Set my body free.

Set my spirit free.
Set my body free.

Arcade Fire - My Body is a Cage

more inspiration


Liz Doupnik from Stylelikeu.com from Stylelikeu on Vimeo.

Liz is a master of interpreting fashion and making it her own: whether it is classic, of the moment or an original invention. I appreciate her love of the pieces that are time-honored like the naval officer’s blazer with oversized boyfriend shirts and the cleanest of clean mini coat with thick tights and flats. However, I also love how Liz will jump right into her own rendition of last fall’s Nina Ricci tights pulled over a shoe and Rodarte’s arty, cut up leggings, without hesitation. To me, she is so inventive while remaining flawless in taste, in her juxtapositions of masculine and feminine. Mixing the unexpected is the key to style and Liz exemplifies this in her silk slips with combat boots and sheer blouses with the motorcycle jackets. She is fearless, and a stylist in the truest sense of the word, in her drive to experiment. It was a first for me to see a skirt as dress, with the waste on her shoulders, and a boot cut to make a spat. I live for this kind of inspiration.




I walked away from Nana’s shoot obsessing over the pair of baggy man’s trousers and remembering that no matter how many pairs of drop crotch pants that I own, nothing looks better than the classics. They were from Uniqlo, but she makes them look like they are from savile row. Every piece of clothing of Nana’s is quintessentially understated. Her camel strappy pump, plaid blazer and khaki trench are vintage Ferragamo, but at student prices and with her “cute” twist. Nana makes the sailor jumper the new navy blazer, everyone has to have one.


totally love their style. it's not right in your face, nearly minimalistic, with interesting cuts, asymmetries and layers, inspiring, timeless fabrics and warm reduced colours, masculin boyish, but at the same time feminin

guys who wear clothes

love his style and attitude



James says that there isn’t any separation between his clothes and his personality. I can see exactly what he means when he espouses wanting to feel like he is on a rowboat off the coast of Iceland covered in mist with his preference for dark colors, natural fabrics, and shrouds. He is about to embark on a journey of his nomadic existence by leaving NYC and moving to the woods outside of Seattle to make his album, where he feels that the different set of boundaries and a quieter place will encourage his creativity and tap into his affinity for native music. His hoods, exaggerated turtlenecks, asymmetrically draped coats and chunky cardigans work on the boat in Northern Europe as much as they do in Manhattan and in the forest. I don’t really see how he survived the suburbs of Orlando, where shocking as it seems, he did try fitting in for a minute in cargo khaki shorts. James was born in Ohio, raised in New Mexico and Florida, and then at 16 moved to Sweden. Scandanavian culture is his biggest reference point, everything from the natural beauty of the intense darkness and cold to the indigenous culture of the Sami tribe, where everything means something, from their intricate dress to their shaman drumming to their attunement to nature in their traditions. Feathers are James’ fetish accessory and he wraps himself in them when he performs. However, he is still striving to achieve the unapologetic dark artistry of his favorite singer, Karin Andersson of Fever Ray, whose originality manifests in things like her performing in a Buffalo hide. James’ favorite cartoon character is his tattoo, Snufkin, the Finnish archetype who follows his heart and his dreams and wears his clothes until they fall apart. When you wear your clothes until they fall off, the meaning of them takes on mythological proportions, much like everything does in James’ life.




Dienstag, 10. November 2009

failed

everything is out of control, and not according to plan. have to admit that I stranded. for the time being. 
it's a tough nut to crack


have to remind myself

Sonntag, 8. November 2009

Ebay

I think I've been conned out on Ebay! Fuck. Would be the first time after nearly 9 years of bidding and buying there. Fuck, and I was totally excited about the jacket. Fuck