Monday

JOSEPH

Joseph bag I know I won't be able to afford you but I want you real bad.


MORE HANDS


This is my second hands post in a short period, I enjoy how the hands in these images almost form a circle. Above Albrecht Dürer's Praying Hands (Happy birthday Albrecht, 471 today!) and a less far virtuous pair below.

Heaven/hell
Virtue/vice
Celestial joy, earthly pleasure etc 



Wednesday

ORANGE PLASTIC



Jil Sander must have clocked me on the way to the pool!



 Above Jil Sander SS12 acetate market bag (so sad I missed its 60% net-a-porter reduction), below 99p bag, Habitat towel, horrendous photoshop.


(Previous love of orange plastic.)

Monday

BEDROOM WALLS - PETER ARMSTRONG



Unframed images stuck on walls makes me think of teenage girls. My sister covered one huge wall in adverts from Vogue and posters of Eminem and during my teens I slept-over in endless rooms plastered with photos of weekends spent drinking smirnoff ice with camel blues shoved expertly down push-up bras.

Artist Peter Armstrong's Brixton house is a much more savoury version of this impulse to decorate. A work in progress, his walls clearly benefit from a distinct sense of colour and a coherent aesthetic.

In my current room I have managed to restrict my blue-tacking to this small patch by the mirror, let's see how long it lasts.

Sunday

EYES













'...well into the nineteenth century, a few drops of liquid distilled from belladonna, a plant of the nightshade family, used to be applied to the retinas of young women about to be introduced to a suitor, with the result that their eyes shone with a rapt and almost supernatural radiance, but they themselves could see almost nothing.'


from 'Austerlitz' by W.G. Sebald.

Wednesday

HANDS





















































Hands hands hands.
Helmut Lang has done some fantastic campaign shots full stop but these two focussed on the hands are particularly wonderful. During the Renaissance masters had large workshops and relied upon several assistants to complete their epic works. The exception was always the hands which Masters painted themselves because they were considered to be the most challenging.