tron

 i've been talking about tron a lot recently.

 most (no, all) people think i'm crazy because of it.

but i know what they're missing out on.

which ones are you?

you've probably seen this before. relatedly, i read recently that marc jacobs describes the girl he designs his diffusion line 'marc by marc jacobs' for, as "a girl who knows she's a little fucked up". make of that what you will, but i thought it was fantastic.

what i achieved today

the girl that sold me these socks said her mother always used to tell her that happiness begins at your feet. makes sense to me.

thursday

despite finding out that i have shingles early on thursday morning, i ended up having the most incredible day. met up with ellie and we wandered about in shoreditch admiring clothes and shoes that we still can't afford (despite the sales). onto to rochelle's canteen for lunch where this rollercoaster ramp...

...was set up in the courtyard and henry holland and luella bartley were lunching. we both (ellie and i) decided to have the broadbean and courgette soup for lunch with a little side salad. delicious as always. as we had finished a man came up and invited us on to the roof to participate in what can only really be described as a performance piece. i went up first (it has to be one at a time) and was blindfolded with a pair of white cloth goggles (hard to describe), given a pair of headphones and told to await instructions. the next ten minutes or so was spent in a really intimate dream-state, following the voices and completely leaving reality. it really is impossible to describe but i can't stop thinking about it.

i presume this is the creator and his dog.

ellie and i then walked up to climpson's (we stopped at the farm [see next post] and at the pharmacy where ellie very kindly bought me some calamine for my wounds), had a coffee in the park and then i went home for a nap.

later, i went to meet hannah after work and we bumped into young keira knightly and her man. she's short too. 5'7 apparently!

came home and hung out with aggy and kate and marveled at how nice it is when there are no boys around! the most wondrous and complete day i've had, in recent memory at least.

bats and jazz

a. maze. ing. this is the clip that defined my childhood and is probably the source of my love for 3/4 time. which raises the question : is sesame street the greatest justification for the invention of t.v? yes, always yes.

nice

there is a lot of energy expenditure involved in LIFE as I live it, and LOVE as I love it, and GIVING as I give it.

i like this. it's from sophie ward's blog, big long open gash.

silly

i met alain de botton this evening (that's him, the bald guy in the blue shirt). he's just written a new book called the pleasures and sorrows of work and monocle released a limited edition version of it. so when i went to have my copy signed, he asked me what i do and i explained my situation and we spoke briefly about monocle's take on architecture etc. do you know what, i didn't even think to tell him how much i enjoyed his book the architecture of happiness. what an idiot. probably for the best though.