Showing posts with label Photography. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Photography. Show all posts
Thursday, 23 June 2016
Braving the rain - Strolling through Kyoto's Gion district
Some of you might recognise the pictures from... oh dear, three years ago!? Now there is an article to go with. Written for Taiken Japan: http://taiken.co/single/braving-the-rain-strolling-through-kyotos-gion-district. Enjoy!
Monday, 13 June 2016
Back from Oi Keibajo - Japanese photographic treasures from the past
Yep, I found some treasures again! Come check out this wonderful collection! http://www.bijoucaillou.com/back-from-oi-keibajo-japanese-photographic-treasures-from-the-past/
* PS: Grigori, talking about photography, I got your Essay in a Box and will post pictures soon! I first thought it was a pack of cherry pies and took it to work for my afternoon break delicacy, and then..
:-)))
Labels:
Antique,
Bits and Pieces,
Black and White,
Books,
Flea market,
Japan,
Photography,
Shopping,
Vintage,
Visual Poetry
Friday, 20 May 2016
Best of Tokyo by Night - 8 Sites with Breathtaking Atmosphere
Another article for Taiken Japan, you can find it here: http://taiken.co/single/best-of-tokyo-at-night-8-sights-with-breathtaking-atmosphere
Enjoy!
Thursday, 7 April 2016
Still on time for the sakura snow!
Another short article I wrote for Taiken Japan, about one of my favourite places in Tokyo:
Tuesday, 16 February 2016
A Sunday morning at the Toshimaen amusement park flea market
Labels:
Flea market,
Japan,
Jewelry,
Lifestyle,
Map,
Photography,
Shopping,
Street,
Tokyo,
Vintage
Wednesday, 30 December 2015
Mail art goodies
My mail art activities have now come to a complete standstill but I amazingly still receive the best goodies from my favourite people. I wanted to show you a few of them and to thank you for keeping in touch even when I'm not sending anything out! All of this made me smile and laugh and giggle, you are very talented artists and I'm the usual lucky cookie. I sure am.
A wonderful amended Hokusai from David Stafford, this is what happens before Marie's head explodes, LOL!! (he even got the colours of my jacket and scarf right. Amazing).
Artist Insane Dean needs some fresh air but it seems he doesn't mind the smell of goat cheese. Alright then, chèvre it is. But not just any chèvre. Chèvre-la-Pointe or nothing! On est gourmet...
"So how was your day?" is SO not a rhetorical question, I found out by reading Cheryl's free verse poem. A fantastic read, as is all of Chery'l work, needless to say.
Carina sent such an elegant diptych, I love the composition, colours and textures. And below, a stunning visual poem (sorry for the prominent folds, my scanner is on strike and has been replaced by a camera). Simply beautiful, Carina.
Patti and Dave's latest effort arrived just on time for Christmas, thanks you two! You look so peachy. Aren't we all getting warmer and warmer....
This one is from a few months ago and cost me to lose my favourite barcode art piece (the barcode sink) after a disastrous Facebook bid. Well, I didn't exactly lose it, I got 1Euro for it and it's now somewhere safe in a Finnish forest close to a Finnish lake where it is protected from mosquitoes. So there.
Rebecca Guyver sends a beautiful stitched and painted card and a collaborative boekie. So much visual poetry!
This one is from RCBz. I like it so much I'm thinking of asking him to design the logo for Bijou Caillou who's in desperate need of one.
And more from David (I told you I was spoiled). I love the Authentic Lone envelope, and the dinette, yea, tell me about it, it's all the rage in Japan now and my in-laws insist I should get one. No way.
I said no to the dinette but I quite fancy the small bull calibrator. My birthday is May 16 :-))
Et la cerise sur le gâteau, barcodes now have their own airline!! Barcode Air! OMG. Now that's a cool logo there! :-)) Are they flying to Tokyo? Say they do! I sure have the barcode illness but I'm flying first class so who cares. I'm sure they serve Chèvre crackers.
Arigatoo my friends! And happy new year to all of you!
Tuesday, 17 November 2015
Panorama
It can get quite poetic on top of the Hancock Tower. And maybe a little lonely too. Or that's just my interpretation of it. Breathtaking nonetheless.
The photos below are by Ming-Ching (that mini tripod is a riot!).
Sunday, 14 June 2015
Thursday, 28 May 2015
Thursday, 12 March 2015
Shameless Self-Promotion Thursday (7) - Growing Trees [Books of Ether Vol.4]
Growing Trees is a poem about making roots
in our own garden and extending branches towards
the world outside.
It's about taking care and caring, about the gardeners
that we all are.
Marie Wintzer
Don't second-guess
growing trees
write off
the unanswerable questions
plant every seed
springing forth -
a compatible labyrinth
welcome to the secret world
Cheryl Penn
Fresh from the oven, the collaborative poem Growing Trees, Vol.4 in Books of Ether, is now available for free download at Scribd. Here are a few lines from the poem, and for the full text please visit: https://www.scribd.com/doc/258595673/Growing-Trees
They said to him you don’t take
care of yourself in the midst of
of you/words/paint/roots
your memory may be wiped
but your hat was on
I could not see your eyes
in
Rows upon Rows
care of yourself in the midst of
mimosa madness
we shall have to get
someone fake to take care
of you/words/paint/roots
your memory may be wiped
but your hat was on
I could not see your eyes
in
Rows upon Rows
of Phylogenic Trees.
You had a dream
Sit down, I will tell you
running backwards
with your hair
in your face
in a parallel world
where even Time cannot fly.
That's nice, but
can we make a living
with those shrubs
or are they only going to grow
roots-into-blind-pipes?
You know their mirrors
aren't that acute anymore
Are you sewed-up?
Sit down, I will tell you
running backwards
with your hair
in your face
in a parallel world
where even Time cannot fly.
That's nice, but
can we make a living
with those shrubs
or are they only going to grow
roots-into-blind-pipes?
You know their mirrors
aren't that acute anymore
Are you sewed-up?
collecting shattered glass roots
hitting dust from books
eagles on wooden cupboards
mirrored in dirty bowls
everything is off
when we dream backwards
in a discarded house.
Hey Dad
it’s Madison (from a parallel world
Sans trees)
how are you
fine, you
know
fine
a connectionlost.
hitting dust from books
eagles on wooden cupboards
mirrored in dirty bowls
everything is off
when we dream backwards
in a discarded house.
Hey Dad
it’s Madison (from a parallel world
Sans trees)
how are you
fine, you
know
fine
a connectionlost.
Maybe you should see
the Taxman on the Hill
(he irons his electricity bills
but they don't love him back).
He too
lost connection
lost his mind on the Light Rail
lost his wedding ring in the mailbox
lost a decade of photographs
lost all craving for junk food
lost the remote while TV was watching him
It won't be long until
Dust relapses into Libraries
the Taxman on the Hill
(he irons his electricity bills
but they don't love him back).
He too
lost connection
lost his mind on the Light Rail
lost his wedding ring in the mailbox
lost a decade of photographs
lost all craving for junk food
lost the remote while TV was watching him
It won't be long until
Dust relapses into Libraries
Labels:
e-book,
Photography,
Poem,
Shameless Self-Promotion,
Visual Poetry
Wednesday, 11 February 2015
Dance Report - on hiding
hide in the cupboard
a) until your family starts to wonder
b) until your family forgets you
(make choice)
Yoko Ono - Grapefruit, 1964
Wednesday, 7 January 2015
Collaborative Vispo with Cheryl Penn for Books Of Ether - Sneak Peek 2
As promised, more treats in the new year :-))
And drop by http://an-encyclopedia-of-everything.blogspot.jp for the ever so growing Encyclopedia of Everything!
Sunday, 4 January 2015
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