



I like her projects.
Take a look at her big blog.
She makes me really want an old film camera like this.









Sayaka Minemura's sweet little set on How's Your Weekend? led me to something wonderful: her breakfast project. I love these happy foods (and her wooden utensils) so much. Her blog, life in the slow line, is also super cute.



Jan Lemitz, Rooftops, Seoul, 2009
Rolande Tapiau d’Aunoy lives in an apartment in the 7th arrondissement of Paris. Every room is devoted to entertaining guests. The Louis XV bishop’s-crook bed looks like a sofa. James Ivory directed Leslie Caron in a scene from Le Divorce here. Rolande does not sleep in the same bed as her husband, saying that the cypress and the reed can flourish only if there is space between them.
Nathalie Wolberg, architect. Saint-Ouen. She enjoys clearing her mind when she comes home, so each room serves a specific purpose. The hanging bed is for resting, blanking out and forgetting. Feeling as though she were levitating fulfills Nathalie’s need to connect with the cosmos.
Alain Passard, chef. FilliƩ-sur-Sarthe. A cage-bed painted with anti-rust primer does the trick when he wants to stimulate his mind. When night falls and silence is all around, Alain reflects upon his day and plans his future in the middle of his kitchen garden. Whether standing up or lying down, to him the garden is a healthy place, a haven where creativity and feelings freely flow. Naturally the bed must be in the center.
Sebastien Rinckel, architect. Aubervilliers. The bed, a human-sized cocoon that he built and attached to the front of his house, is reached from the living room and called "Alcove".



My new favourite food blog: it will stop raining*. I like to see pictures of what other people eat as much as I like seeing what they wear and what they read. One thing I've sincerely missed since being in South Korea is cooking, and this delightful Japan-based blog makes me desperately want to use my teeny kitchen for more than just toast, soft-boiled eggs, and cereal.

Takashi Homma’s own “I love my daughter very much. I love Tokyo very much.” declaration is probably the key to reveal the connection between the graceful and intimate sequence of images depicting Homma’s daughter and the city of Tokyo. With his incredible touch and distance he again creates a special world of his own, documenting his daughter from being a toddler to a young little girl through the everyday places in and around their life.



I spent a couple of weekends this month working at wedding shows. The vendors at these horrible conventions walk the line between cheesy and super tacky. Needless to say the greasy DJs from Woodbridge and hideous bridal shoes (bedazzled wedge sandles?) induced plenty of mouth vomit.