Monday, 30 August 2010

A Photographic Diary: Gabbi

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"This sounds like a cliche, but I photograph things because I have to sometimes. A thing, a place or a person will move me and I feel the urgency to capture it. It's something I've done for years now... before blogs, before myspace (my first version of a blog), before digitals or internet for me. I think it comes from my dad. He took photos too, but like me, not professionally just for self."




A self-portrait...




Love...




Details...



She took a photo of Ada which keeps on blowing my mind whenever I look at it. She gave her a sombrero. She made me a necklace.


Meet the lovely Gabbi.



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Wednesday, 25 August 2010

Sleepwalkers

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She doesn't have a name yet... Any idea?

Outfit details here.


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Saturday, 21 August 2010

A Photographic Diary: Astrid

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"I started "photographing" to document my projects and travels (as any good architecture student would do). But I soon realized there were so many other things I wanted to document as well. Friends, trips, parties, coffee shops and people´s scribbling on the wall. My pictures are my visual diary, with my friends, my memories, my experiences and my life in it."






A self-portrait...




Love...




Details...




Astrid is one of my best friends
and has the sweetest smile of the whole kingdom of Norway.

A year ago, we started Her&Der to keep in touch and also to challenge ourselves with a photo project. Suggest a theme, it'll make us happy.


Astrid's Flickr



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Monday, 16 August 2010

Kolniður

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Wednesday. Rain.
The National at the Opera House.







Thursday. Sun.










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Sunday, 15 August 2010

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Congratulations Laura!
Baby Blue & the Polaroid camera are yours!


Thank you to all 48 of you for entering! I had a blast reading your comments, visiting your blogs etc...
I'll have another give-away for Christmas so stay tuned!


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Friday, 13 August 2010

Friday, 6 August 2010

Disconnect the Dots

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A few things you should know:
* At the moment, there are five plastic dolls staying at my place: Ida is standing on my desk & Baby Blue will be leaving soon. I haven't found a name for the Black one and the Blue-Green one yet... Any suggestion?
* Gabbi is adorable and sent me the sombrero Ada was wearing when they went to
la Placida Olvera.
* Galit left a note on a tree for Baby Blue.
* Most of the time, the titles of my posts are songs.
* And...





Have a beautiful week-end!


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Thursday, 5 August 2010

I Was A Landscape In Your Dream

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First thing he said when he saw this skirt:
"I've always known you were a tigress."





Tuesday, 3 August 2010

A Photographic Diary - Ink!


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A long time ago, I asked three of my favourite bloggers: Liz, Diana and Melly if they could answer a few questions about tattoos. I wasn't sure about what I wanted this post to be but I knew I wanted to dedicate a post to getting inked. Their answers have been riveting and inspiring and I do hope you'll find this post as exciting as I do.








My half-sleeve is a tribute piece dedicated to the memory of my late grandfather. The tree is the Poplar from his & my grandma’s backyard, complete with the rope swing he constructed for all of us grandchildren when we were kids. I have a penchant for owls & so it was only fitting that I had one perched atop one of the branches. Owls are also tokens of good luck.

I love tattoos and what they represent for different people. I’m estatic about the fact that few generations from now, they will be totally accepted in our society and workplaces. I’m a firm believe that that should already by the case. We don’t judge people based on the color of their skin anymore do we? That should go for red, blue, purple on your skin too.

Liz - Srslyliz
Must read: Needles & Ink










I have had a love affair with tattoos as far back as I can remember. I was intrigued, intimidated, amused, baffled, and inspired by them. I only saw them on men, but very rarely on women.

During college, I worked at a piercing shop for a brief time. There was a tattoo shop next door. On my break, I would go visit, and watch the artist pierce soft skin with electric needles. I was watching art come to life. I wanted to be a part of it. To be included in a culture within. I dated a boy I met in the piercing shop. Just the fact that he had a tattoo was attractive (I was young and dumb). We got tattoos together, would hang out at tattoo shops. My eyes were fixated on tattoos, not the boy, and thus, my affair ended with him, but my love affair lasted with the permanent ink.
Most girls grow to love ballet, clothes, shoes, or boys. I grew to love the culture of tattoos. I didn’t travel the world and discovered myself like most younger people. I got tattooed and discovered myself in the process.
Tattoos don’t identify me as I once thought when I was younger. Whenever I catch a glimpse of myself in the mirror, I see me, not the tattoos. I was a girl when I first was tattooed, and as I grew up, my tattoos grew with me. Thus, making me a beautiful woman, rather than the woman with the tattoos.

Diana - Our City Lights 
Set: Tattoos on Flickr






Tattoos work like happy dust for me. Whenever I look at them, I smile, I remember why it was there in the first place and savour the memory, it keeps me going. It's no wonder why my tattoos so far are childlike/fairytale-related. The end product (I hope!) is to have a tiny happy island of things I love on my lower left calf.


I don't see my tattoos as an extension of my style, in fact, they are two very separate things. They exist for the spirit and the imagination in me and frankly, I don't know where my 'style' lives inside of me, haha, never thought about it!

Two of my tattoos were done out of heartbreaks. One, a tiny heart on the edge of my left foot - I got the idea when the line "my heart has sunk to the bottom" flowed out of my pen on paper. The second, two rainbows, each on one calf but they meet to form a third rainbow when I stand with my feet together - I got it inked after I gave up hope of not finding my precious cat, Fatboy, who went missing for three days. I needed some kind of a charm, a good thing, to lift my spirits and what better than a rainbow. You wouldn't believe it but when I got home that night, I found him.

Melly - Green Laundry





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Monday, 2 August 2010

Clap Your Hands!

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Remember I was in France at the end of June? Well, I brought some goodies for you. Guess what!





You can win Ada's sister: Baby Blue
and an Automatic 340 Land Polaroid Camera.




To enter:

I'm not fishing for new followers. So you don't have to be a follower to enter. You can be a passer-by. Just leave a comment.

You can get an extra entry...

* by visiting Ada's blog and leaving a comment over there.

* by blogging or tweeting or sending paper airplanes either about this give-away or about Ada's blog.
I'm not too picky, just do something but make sure you let me know about it.


* by leaving a message on a tree and sending me a photo...
If you're not familiar with my talking trees project, click here.



Photo by Naomi.


The give-away will end on the 15th of August.

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A zillion thanks to the wonderful Katrina for the new layout. If you're not familiar with her blog Pugly Pixel, you should pay her a visit right now.



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