Monday, 12 April 2010

music = happy

It may be ten years old now but I always come back to this album.  Like the film it comes from, it too promises to cover you in a beautiful cloud of cosyness...Tykwer style cosyness.

If you have never seen the film or listened to this soundtrack, I can thoroughly recommend both with all my heart x

the princess + the warrior or
Der Krieger und die Kaiserin

Thursday, 8 April 2010

guilty reading pleasure part two...

For those that have not come across frankie magazine yet, it's time to give it a go.  Full of lovely creative Aussie goodness. 
Frankie

mmm miu miu...

way out of my league for purchasing, but still I can't help but stare longingly...god I love miu miu
sparrow-print pumps, nice

Glitter platform, sweet

Wednesday, 7 April 2010

two polaroids are better than one...

...as Lykke Li would say...dance, dance, dance...

swimming pool? elephant? no wait, the train!

A few nights ago I was at a friends house for dinner. After an hour or so of banter (Oyster Bay, Chardonnay banter to be exact), we started talking about Women's Weekly cookbooks and just how darn good they are.  We agreed on the best cookbook ever - THE AUSTRALIAN WOMEN'S WEEKLY CHILDRENS BIRTHDAY CAKE BOOK. And to my amazement, she pulled out an original copy from her bookcase. SO MUCH EXCITEMENT! For a moment I was frozen back in time…early 80s, as I turned each page another amazing cake awaited. I can still remember the cakes my Mum made, and the cakes I only dreamed about!  My favourite? Barbie doll with a skirt made of chocolate, strawberry and vanilla ice cream. Yum!


Tuesday, 6 April 2010

erm...whatever happened to...

Taking pride in what you do, caring about people and just doing a good job?  Seriously, if you don't like what you do, please go somewhere else so we can get on with it.

Tuesday, 30 March 2010

art = inspiration = happy

Firstly, let me put this in context. I grew up on horror films. As a kid my first memory was being sat in front of the television, watching Friday the 13th with my babysitter. Growing up, horror films from the 70s and early 80s were my thing. I knew them all.

You either love horror films or you hate them. I fall in to the love category. As an artist myself, there is something very appealing about these films and the directors, and their complete freedom to express themselves and let their creativity run wild. There are no rules in horror.

Over the years these films have been one of the biggest influences of my life. Yes, there were always artists that I obsessed about. Picasso, Magritte, Waterhouse, Lichtenstein, the list goes on…

But one artist stayed with me: Mr Dario Argento. The first film I saw of his was Suspiria. I was completely blown away by the colours of the film and the creativity of the director. Dario Argento priority is not about writing a perfect script, or bringing out amazing skills in his actors. His message is clear, its about creating the perfect, original shot. And that is what I love.

You may see these films as violent, aggressive, d-grade trash. All I see is freedom at it’s finest.






Sunday, 28 March 2010

art = inspiration = happy

One of my favourite photos ever.  I have this in my bathroom.  His work is so beatuiful.

Sir Cecil Beaton, Self portrait c. 1930
British, 1904 - 1980

Tuesday, 23 March 2010

rockstar...waitrose style...

...just another sign in a supermarket...

...or is it?



Thursday, 11 March 2010

music = happy

favourites from the last few years...
Another cracker.  Released in 2007, it's still on my playlist.  go Sia

Sia - Lady Croissant

Wednesday, 10 March 2010

music = happy

favourites from the last few years...
an oldie released in 2008, but still so much fun. 

Sigur Rós - Með suð í eyrum við spilum endalaust

music = happy

...I tried to fight this one, but in the end I too gave in.  This album (released last September) is perfect for chilling at home on the couch, drinking coffee, sun shining through the windows...nice one

Pete Yorn & Scarlett Johansson - break up

the joy of toilet grafitti


there is nothing better than good, solid, drunken grafitti to read in a toilet. 

if I owned my own house I would totally paint the walls with blackboard paint so everyone could have their say. 

heres a little special from the exeter pub in adelaide, including a little 'scrappy' mention