Left Without

Tomorrow is Canada Day. Canada has lots of amazing things to offer- beaver tails, beer, bacon, the secret to making love in a canoe and Michael Graeme Ross. MGR is a fantastically talented, Canadian born and bred photographer. Whether he is capturing industrial landscapes, wrenches, or intimate images of nature his photos are always exceptionally beautiful and make you feel as though you are being let in on some kind of magical secret. The above photo "Red Dress Girl Dog" is one of my favorites, and a perfect example of Mike's super stellar work.
" You don't take a photograph, you make it." Ansel Adams

No Longer Empty

NO LONGER EMPTY is a group of curators and artists who present exhibits in empty store fronts. Their first exhibit is at the storefronts at the Hotel Chelsea. I stopped by on the opening night and really enjoyed the eclectic mix of work. My favorite piece is the painting in my top picture - I love the bad ass/ethereal vibe of the babes in the boat (I'd like to think that I would fit right in with them). If you're on 23rd street between now and July 19th you should visit the exhibit- maybe you'll find a painted version of yourself (or your imagined self) too.

I'm Starting With The Man In The Mirror...

"... I'm Asking Him To Change His Ways And No Message Could Have Been Any Clearer If You Wanna Make The World A Better Place (If You Wanna Make The World A Better Place)Take A Look At Yourself, And Then Make A Change (Take A Look At Yourself, And Then Make A Change) (Na Na Na, Na Na Na, Na Na,Na Nah)"

With a flag and a trumpet got to the top of your highest mountain!

Hat: St. Marks
Jacket: Acne
Pants: Urban Outfitters
Scarf: Table runner worn as scarf
T-shirt: Urban Outiffters
Canvas bag: Muji

Last night I went with Maja (who just got an amazing hair cut), her awesome friend Hai, and Jess (who has the best hair color ever) to a screening of Björk's "Voltaic: The Volta Tour Live in Paris" in glorious high definition video and audio at The School of Visual Arts' beautiful new theater on 23rd St. It was the best concert I never went to- brain explodingly fun/beautiful/perfect. I need the LP and DVD in my life ASAP. If I were taller, I would give the deluxe 3LP, 2CD, and 2DVD edition to everyone I love.

Lady in Red

Some people love little black dresses, some people love Levis, and some people love sweater t-shirts. Lindsay is one of these people. The pictures above are of Lindsay's red sweater t in action -not that many people can really rock this look without looking overly twee, but Lindsay has mastered it.

Afiyet Olsun

Last week was Alysha's 27th birthday and Yasemin (who is a baking genius and speaks Turkish, hence the post title, which means bon appetite in Turkish) decided to whip up a plum galette, some maple blueberry cheesecake bars and some home-made ice cream. No big deal. Her normal sous/assistant chef, Jamie, was away so I stepped in as the pinch mixer. I love that Yas preemptively did the necessary measurement conversions on the recipes to ensure smooth baking. All three treats were perfectly delicious.

Happy Father's Day!

I would like to make this in something water resistant....

and wear if for the next ten days.

Geometric + Beards

These images (via style.com) are from Tuesday night's CFDA Awards. I selected the above pics as my choice of best dressed- top photo is of Maria Cornejo and the bottom is of Jeffrey Costello and Robert Ragliapietra. Love that the Mulleavy sisters won the CFDA 2009 Womenswear Designer of the Year award, their shit is truly bananas.

5 Pointz

I took these pictures of the building in Queens knows as 5 Pointz from the 7 train. I haven't been out to Queens in a while, but now that summer is here (I know the weather has been less that awesome, but I think the sun is on its way) I am psyched for the Water Taxi Beach and the PS1 parties.

Hats on a Hydrant

Outside the office last Friday. I think the hats belong to a gallery or theater. I love the precarious position of the hats, the sticker on the hydrant and the reflection of the building in the puddle.

sketchy

I was bopping around in blog land and ended up in Danny Roberts' colorful and creative universe by way of Sophie W.'s blog, Big Long Open Gash (a wonderful world of words and images). The adventure inspired me to post some doodles of my own. Happy Weekend!

Paper Bag Prince and Princess

On John:
Jean Jacket: Vintage
Tshirt: Hanes?
Jeans: Helmut Lang
Boots: Red Wings

On Mir:
Jacket: Zara
Hat: from St. Marks
Dress: Helmut Lang
Boots: Frye Engineer Boots

Going to meet my best friend Sarah's (Sar and I met when we were 11 and have been getting into trouble ever since) parents and sister for dinner at Falai on Clinton St. In my humble opinion Falai is one the of the best restaurants in the city. The food is insanely amazing (the Gnudi is on my list of food I dream about) and the service is unbelievably awesome. Sar's dad was initially thrown by the somewhat complicated menu and lack of Chivas (Falai only serves beer and wine, who knew?) but was quickly won over by the incredible taste and presentation of the food and our excellent and patient server.

Shocks My Brain

I had the sublime pleasure of seeing Phish perform this past Thursday at Jones Beach, LI and Sunday in Camden, NJ. Both shows were amazing- the boys sound better than ever. Love to Ira for organizing the best party bus ever, Roo, Bill, Aysha, Lindsay, Kappi and Jeff for all being so awesome. I would like to write something profound and insightful about the music, scene and overall experience, but I am feeling like a bit of a Fluffhead- so I'll leave you with some of the prettiest lyrics to one of the pretties songs in the universe.

"My glance is always darting, when I stroll the avenue Avoiding all the obstacles that terrorize my view If you are here with me, I trust you to lead the way When you're not I follow you, and always go astray Silent in the morning Suspended in the trees
Lunch time comes you've found your voice It brings me to my knees The volume just increases The resounding echoes grow Till once again I bask in morning stillness, I love so The target that I shoot for seems to move with every breath I tighten all my arteries
and make one last request Divine creation hears me, and he squashes me with fear I think that this exact thing happened to me, just last year Silent in the morning You found your voice that brings me to Silent in the morning You found your voice that brings me to Silent in the morning You found your voice that brings me to my knees I will not dismiss you, shelter you, speak with you Smile at you, trust in me, he'd like to brush you off, and I'd agree".

ditsy dress

Jacket: John's vintage jean jacket

Dress: Ebay

Tights: American Apparel

Boots: Frye Engineer Boots

Sunglasses: Acne

Biked into Williamsburg with John to dine on delicious food at the Roebling Tea Room. The dress is my first Ebay purchase. Wahoo. There are a billion flowers on it. Double Wahoo. Much love to Alysha for hooking me up with the Acne sunnys- very Ozzie Osbourne, no?

Even Maybe Tammy (Or, A Cockamamie Bucket of Ruckus)

Last night I went to the opening of the play Even Maybe Tammy (Or, A Cockamamie Bucket of Ruckus) at The Flea Theatre with Steph and Bill (the parenthesis are part of the play's title, I love parenthesis so I knew it would be something I would enjoy). The play was conceived and directed by Christopher Bayes, the Head of Physical acting at Yale and it featured 11 graduates of the 2009 Yale School of Drama's acting program. It was produced by Frances Black (who was wearing a fantastic green shift dress and nude Ferragamo flats and looked amazing) a 2009 Yale School of Drama MFA in theater management and an old friend of Steph's.

Even Maybe Tammy (Or, A Cockamamie Bucket of Ruckus) is f*#cking hilarious. The acting department at Yale School of Drama offers its students the opportunity to perform in a play employing elements of the style of commedia dell'arte and these people killed it. From the opening moments until the amazing finale everyone in the audience, myself included, was pretty much in stitches. The acting department at Yale clearly creates/ is full of geniuses (duh).

If you have 18 bucks to spare and can make to any of the shows between now and the 13th of June you should probably go see it. I promise you won't be disappointed unless, you hate laughing.

Wise words

“These are my new shoes. They're good shoes. They won't make you rich like me, they won't make you rebound like me, they definitely won't make you handsome like me. They'll only make you have shoes like me. That's it.” Charles Barkley

We belong to the light we belong to the thunder

This is a week of moving things around. This picture of clouds is from last weekend. Clouds move around a lot.

All I really want to do

'I don't want to fake you out, Take or shake or forsake you out, I ain't lookin' for you to feel like me, See like me or be like me. All I really want to do Is, baby, be friends with you."