Bling art moment

I just thought of this piece by Damien Hirst that I saw at the Tate Modern ('Pop Life' exhibition) and how the title made all the difference. It's called 'Memories of/Moments with You'. I loved it.

I borrowed the bottom picture from Anorak News.

Holly Golightly’s shades

The days are slowly getting longer, and I can't wait for spring and sunshine. And an excuse to buy some fab new sunglasses, of course.These are the ones I want – they are the ultimate shades as far as I'm concerned:

Audrey looks fantastic wearing them in Breakfast at Tiffany's.

The only problem is, they were custom made for Audrey's role in the film back in 1961. The sunglasses look similar to Ray Ban Wayfarers, but they're not quite like any Ray Bans available in the shops. The brims are thicker and the shape a bit rounder. According to some research I did, they could be custom ordered by the Ray Ban company, but will most likely cost a bomb. If anyone know of any smart designers who might have copied this style – and I want an exact copy – please point me in the right direction!

My favorite artist right now – Michael Johansson

I just love this guy's work. Particularly the pieces where he's been stacking things. It looks so neat and tidy and cool. I know it's art, but it makes me want to do some tidying up and organize stuff. There are lots more great pictures and info on his site: www.michaeljohansson.com/works.html

This makes me want to collect more vintage suitcases...

The stacked glasswares is just fantastic. I’m tempted to try with my own, but something tells me it will not work quite as well as this...

Christmas is long gone, but how cool is this?

A spot of orange

Apropos of nothing, a little orange in focus for you today. Actually, seeing these images uploaded in the Blogger window, I realize just how difficult the color orange is to photograph digitally. It usually always turn out too red. Do you get the same? (I did a very quick job on these in Photoshop desaturating the redness, and ended up with the rest of the image getting a bit bleak).

Siamese twin cats from Disney's Aristocats and black glass globe paperweight, both vintage finds. Josef Albers art postcard from MoMA (thank you Emma of Wooden Donkey!)

'Daisy' dishes from Figgjo Flint. Recently handed down to me from my generous aunt.

A grand addition to my (small) Egersund collection - a lidded pot in the 'Unique' range. Found at a Salvation Army charity shop.

PS. I will be freelancing full time for the rest of January, so chances are my blog posts will suffer ... I will try my best to keep up with you all the same :-)

Touristy London Christmas

I just wasn't very inspired to photograph during my few days in London over Christmas. Probably to do with the car accident weighing heavily on my mind but also because of all the damn tourists everywhere... Well, if you can't beat them, join them! Here are my sightseeing snaps:

The London Eye

Little Ellis and Big Ben (or vice versa)

Natural History Museum

Tate Modern

View over the Millenium Bridge to St. Paul's Cathedral,
as seen from a window at the Tate Modern

January greys

Happy new year, everyone! With the festivities and sparkles of Christmas gone, January seems rather grey, black and white to me. Not necessarily a bad thing – neutrals can be beautiful. Like these ones above. The bowl is vintage (unknown designer), the little candleholders in two different greys are by young Norwegian ceramist Ann Kristin Einarsen. I bought them as Christmas presents (I will not say who for) at the Designers' Christmas fair, but ended up keeping them myself, as I like them so much. No regrets! ;-)

Seeing red this Christmas

In case you wondered, I'm still around. And that is not a given, considering the horrible experience I had a week ago...

To cut a long story short, I was driving to the airport on a highway not cleared of snow. With my 3-year old strapped into his car seat in the back. Everyone had warned me about the danger of driving under these snowy conditions, but I had no other means of transport.

I was driving as safely as I knew how, but 5 mins away from the airport I see a big red rescue transporter approaching from my right – at full speed. I thought I'd better move into the left lane to give him way. The next thing I know, I'm spinning around on the road and heading straight into the side/back end of the rescue car. It was a horrible fraction of a second where I saw the red vehicle coming towards me, knowing there was nothing I could do to prevent a crash. And crashed it did. The impact threw my car into the ditches, which luckily were full of snow, softening the blow. I just couldn't believe it had happened. We were all unharmed, but to think how badly it could have gone...

When things were as bad as they were, it was ironic that I should have hit a rescue car. I made my flight to London, thanks to the rescue guy. My car is not worth trying to repair, unfortunately. So now it's back to taking the bus. (Hopefully not indefinitely.) At the end of the day, I'm lucky I got away with just a bruised confidence and some shattered nerves.

Now you're updated, and probably understand why I haven't been blogging for a while. I hope to get my spirits up again soon.