I know this is old news, but I’d never seen it before today and it basically IS ME.
A good place to write a book?
(via notmybeautifulhome)
Every bathroom should have a chair.
(via thatkindofwoman)
Le Flâneur (music by The XX) (by Luke Shepard)
Pretty awesome images of Paris by night…
Nifty.
Looks like what I pack when I travel.
(via bookshelfporn)
Little Fish - Lords’ Mistake (acoustic) (via JujuNez)
http://littlefishmusic.com/tagged/fishbowl
“The night, I lay in my bed of dark, the chain, hanging from my throat, Jesus isn’t there, only the cross that is his throne…”
Juju’s recording a weekly series of new songs, and calling it the Fish Bowl Sessions. Lord’s Mistake is another new song, “Who are we? Where do we come from? Why are we here? We have to know and understand our past in order for us to understand our presence here, now, on earth .” Juju seems to have gone a bit dark this week and brings out the edgier side to Little Fish. Ben plays his trusty red Farfisa Compact (“The Rocket”).
We’ll be posting a new song every week (probably on a Sunday or Monday), so make sure you’re subscribed to something (YouTube, Twitter, Facebook or our mailing list) and we’ll let you know when they’re up… ;-)
Great stuff, as per.
“The landscape topographies were derived from graph data (displayed as printed mirrors on accompanying plinths), modeled in 3D and then oil paintings created from those 3D renders.”
How cool is this?
Cake & Balls
‘Oh, one can’t have everything,’ said Louise. ‘It’s either lovely food or lovely company.’
‘Of course one can have everything,’ I said. ‘Have one’s cake and eat it. I intend to.’
‘I daresay you do,’ she said. ‘So did I.’ She paused, and then said, in a different tone, a tone of intention rather than expectation, ‘and so do I. So do I.’
I didn’t see what she meant. Not for ages. Not until I learned myself how difficult it was to get anything, let alone the everything that is showered on one in garlands and blossoming armfuls until one faces the outside world.
- From A Summer Bird-Cage by Margaret Drabble
I’ve been reading this book and although it was written in 1963, and is ostensibly about a bunch of breathlessly, oppressively clever middle-class Oxford graduates adrift in the great sea of Reality, I haven’t read something that summarizes quite so nicely what it is to be in one’s 20s for a long time.
I don’t, by the way, really believe that one can’t have one’s cake and eat it, but I do know the way you assume you can before you have to start paying your own rent and peeling your own potatoes, and the way that the assumption changes after that. So anyway, even though I know how difficult it is to get anything, I keep thinking that the answer to getting everything is to keep going through life like this.
