Sunday, 30 September 2012

#49 Do Your Own Thing


To be nobody-but-yourself — in a world which is doing its best, night and day, to make you everybody else — means to fight the hardest battle which any human being can fight; and never stop fighting.
E. E. Cummings

Tuesday, 25 September 2012

#48 Keep Watching


Yeah, yeah, I know I am super extra late this week, or last week? but for good reasons, one of them being that the 19th was my birthday, so I wanted to make the pattern about me, or at least about something I specially love.... and you know when they say that to create something about ourselves is the most difficult, they are totally right! Complete blocked, blank mind... so after much stressing I decided to leave it to fate... so for inspiration, I took a random Frankie magazine, with my eyes closed, flicked the pages, point somewhere and funny thing, I pointed an ad with pendant of a hot air balloon! (true story!) A sign for sure.... because I absolutely love my first ever pattern "Watch, Lean & Fly", so here it is another version, besides recycling is cool!

                              If I were in charge of the world 
                              I’d cancel Monday morning, coriander 
                              and Crocs.

                              If I were in charge of the world 
                              There’d be an Ikea in New Zealand
                              and all plane seats would be first class (but without the price!) 

                              If I were in charge of the world 
                              You wouldn’t have rain on weekends. 
                              You wouldn’t have traffic jams. 
                              You wouldn’t have calories. 

                              If I were in charge of the world 
                              Chocolate be a vegetable. 
                              Ryan Gosling would be my husband.
                              And a person who sometimes forgot to txt back, 
                              And sometimes forgot to call back, 
                              Would still be allowed to be 
                              In charge of the world.

Of course what I really want is peace, a world free of hunger and starvation, a world where all people are treated with dignity, respect and equality, but you knew that... so this version is for your LOLs. This is based in the poem by Judith Viorst, I used it as base and just add my personal wishes. What would you do if you were in charge of the world?

Sunday, 16 September 2012

#47 Retro Coffee Pots


I love coffee, I love tea, 
I love the Java Jive and it loves me 
Coffee and tea and the java and me, 
A cup, a cup, a cup, a cup, a cup! 

I love java sweet and hot, 
Whoops, Mister Moto, I'm a coffee pot 
Shoot me the pot, and I'll pour me a shot, 
A cup, a cup, a cup, a cup, a cup! Boy!


Dedicated to my brother in law, Sebastian, a coffee lover.... Happy Birthday!

Sunday, 9 September 2012

#46 Wendy, I'm Home



Last week I watched again, after years, The Shining; superb Kubrick horror movie. Oh, the music! the photography! It's kind of obvious from the begining that Jack will go cuckoo (Nicholson is never up to any good). Even Wendy clumsy and quirky acting is good (and yes! she is Olive Oyl in Popeye!). 
Apparently Stephen King wasn't very happy about this adaptation, claiming it is not very loyal to the book... well Stephen, let the genius work... the movie stands as a thing of its own.
Also what I love about the movie are the carpets and wallpaper, who can forget the carpet on the hallway, where Danny cycles around (here in the pattern). Classic 70' design!
Heeeeeere's Johnny!

PS: in case is hard to read "All work and no play makes Jack a dull boy" as repeatedly written by Jack and read by Wendy

Saturday, 1 September 2012

#45 Paper Planes


Spring is in the air and so are the airplanes! It is such a necessity to travel, specially when you literally live in a island: "Get me out of here!" my body claims at least once a year! 

Travel is fatal to prejudice, bigotry and narrow-mindedness.
Mark Twain