i'm inspired by the southwest

and what can be
painted on a surfboard

via hhalf

190 million years of layers

the
wave
through
utah / arizona

via here


photo: © spencer weiner

...so I'm helping my mother
look for chartreuse pieces.

she has been collecting
vintage chartreuse for years now.
yet we need more for my
sister's wedding.

she wants to scatter
them across the tables
along with succulents
and lavender.


if you see
ANY chartreuse,
holler!


ps: where the wild things are

let me show you
my new alarm system

it's homemade.

have a happy weekend!

the story of
yves saint laurent's
glasses

by ivan terestchenko


"The glasses were sitting on his
desk in the sanctuary of his bedroom.
They were lying there as if the
landlord would pick them up.

They were his eyes.

What can be more relevant
to such a man and more personal?

I took the glasses and put them on a stool in the hall.
I moved the glasses like I would have moved the
man to a place where the light is better.

A post mortem portrait

This was last august,
Saint Laurent had died 1st of June.
That's the story of these glasses."

best,

Ivan


photo © Ivan Terestchenko

keeping it vernacular

Turnbull Griffin Hesloop
stay close to their sea ranch roots.


atherton residence


via here

a room with a view

he travels
200 days per year
and takes a photo out
of each hotel room he is in.

gerry beckley
is from the group America
he collects vintage tennis shoes
and is one of the nicest people
I've met through this blog.


a few things
he shared with me


1. photos.
the pictures started as a way to stay in touch
with friends & family. here's where I am today
& this is what it looks like out my window.


2. home is fluid.
both my band partner dewey and I
grew up in service families (air force)
as i child I moved every couple of years
... to me, home is a feeling, not a place...

i have found home
in the most surprising of places,
telling me that it's inside of me,
more than anywhere else.


3. collecting tennis shoes.
I spent most of my youth in england.
I played tennis from a very early age into my teens.
we wore very simple canvas plimsoles
or at most dunlop volleys.

that's how it all got started.
I lived in those shoes.

I'm even wearing them
on our first album cover from 1971.

As with all things shoe styles progressed.
it became harder to find these simple old style shoes
so whenever I found a pair I figured I better pick them up
this carried on through my travels, australia... south america
until before I knew it I had far more than I really needed.


4. things I carry always.
... a camera(s)


my best,
g

PLASTIKI

watch this
beautiful trailer
by the very creative
filmmakers, Tyler Manson
and Dustin Lynn


mesmerizing.


david de rothschild is
constructing a 60ft catamaran
out of 13,000 plastic bottles
to bring awareness
to waste


they will set sail
from san francisco
to austrailia


stay tuned.


remember the Kon-Tiki?

bryson gill
untitled, 2008
14x17"

and consider these tiles

these cushions
and this bag


SUTURNO

I can't finish this sentence

for the vagabond

eatable of many orders

labour and wait

is a good name

i have this problem.

I often skip words when
i write or read..you can see
it happen on this blog
sometimes.

sorry.

i just get too anxious
and jump ahead of myself


some call it dyslexia.


but maybe I just
need to slow slow down.
not worry about the final result,
and find the patience to enjoy
the means to the end.

trying to wrap my mind around this

in a good way


here

just enough

details


michael van ofen


via here

art and what...?

because in baja
art is only art,
with beer.


casa dracula


if I had money,
and was a bit older,
I would move down to
mexico and make this old
building into my home


I know exactly what
I would do with it.


thinking...


paired down
italian Renaissance
for the dark cavernous
interior spaces

they are their art

stamp & build

I often sign my
name with a chop
I had carved in china


i like the idea of
putting everything
you need to say in
one square box.


itis edition

christelle bonnet

via unique lapin


looking forward
to H&M home

spring pastels

and the chic italian
storekeeper in baja


back in the usa

and ode to

our 1984 volvo
which just hit 200,000 miles.
it is as old as I am.
we call it


"the gray whale"


naturally, we celebrated
this grand occasion on the open road
with the Mexican horn my father had embedded
in the engine back in '94...it still makes
mechanics laugh out loud.

it can be heard
for miles!


it resides in mexico now
and drives best to the rolling stones

monastic

and stark


via lark



ph: Kim Høltermand
Grundtvigs Church copenhagen


ps: i went to catholic
school for 8 years.
let me emphasize
8 years.

i think about my cold legs
the goosebumps on my arms
and the epic boredom of
sitting in mass.

and then I went
to a high school school
where students didn't
always wear shoes
and refused to
sit in desks.


...and i also found that weird.


left, right and center
how do you balance
life's extremes?

something woven, carved or printed

is the only ornament a room needs

as in the color bouganvillia

down this road

there is an airstream
2 surfboards



and a lady in red


she was sweeping...
"too much sand!" she cried.
i asked to take her photograph
because she just looked so perfect
against the surreal desert
baja landscape.



i wish i knew her name.



tell me her story....

in baja,

it all about neutrals
and limitless, empty coast lines.

the whales are here.