I’m not really a big music video watcher, but this Oren Lavie one is completely irresistible and totally engrossing. And judging by the YouTube counter, I’m far from the only one.
It reminds me of something else I was looking at today –Klimt Remastered.
Cross-posted to The Book of Right-On.
Ruth and I went over to Ragpickers for the annual $20 all-you-can-wear sale. We didn’t end up participating in the actual sale, though, because we arrived a bit late and the lineup was long and we were lazy and not overly invested in obtaining mounds of hastily-procured vintage clothing.
We did do some shopping, though. Ruthie tried on some coats:
I really liked this one — very abominable snowman/yeti. However, it was $100 and therefore not in Ruth’s comfort zone as far as impulse buys go.
Ruth did purchase this number, though — a mossy green down-filled affair with jersey knit inlays. Thirty-four bucks and eminently functional.
I recommend out Jason Penner’s Flickr photostream. Lately he’s been posting lots of surreptitious public shots he’s taken around Winnipeg, especially at retail locales in the city.
My favourites are the ones he’s taken of the Bay basement grocery store, a place I shop often. The grey-haired grannies and walkers are very representative of the population of the place!
Notice the price of bananas. Lately at Safeway they haven’t been lower than 85 cents/pound! The Bay basement is usually cheaper than Safeway.
This is the honey aisle. I know it well. This kerchiefed granny makes me think about a conversation I had with my friend Cam the other week. We were talking about my penchant for maximalism and growing distaste for minimalism, or more accurately, the way its followers tend to hold some kind of moral superiority over those of us who really enjoy surrounding ourselves with tchotchkes. Cam talked about how he laments what he feels is the impending death of “Bubba culture,” the tradition of the grandmothers who live in mid-century houses, alone, for their husbands have usually long passed on, as is the way of things. They surround themselves with doilies and handmade afghans and litter their sideboards and shelves with framed family photos. They joyfully feed their visitors — if they are in good health, homemade cinnamon buns and perogies; if they are in poor health, storebought shortbread, no less lovingly served than its from-scratch counterpart.
I’m hesistant to quote Cam directly, but he said something about dreaming of living in a home full of cat figurines, just as a way of relishing and preserving the Bubba phenomenon, which may (or may not be) expiring.
What a day. It kind of seems unreal and I’m having trouble grasping that it’s actually happened — that Bush is out of the White House and a man with such incredible potential is in.
In order to mark this day, I thought I’d post some of the amazing artwork that Obama’s campaign and victory has inspired. I think the plethora of vibrant images speaks very strongly to the inspiration Obama has been able to provide to Americans, specifically youth and the creative.
Congratulations, America!
“obama talks to u.s.” wall art
Yesterday was Art’s Birthday. Not the guy, the concept. There were a few events around town to mark the annual occasion, including one at the Winnipeg Art Gallery which was out of our price range. So my pals and I celebrated at the Royal Albert Arms for VideoPool’s blowout.
First we had to make costumes.
Chantal designed this number that reads “Art Is a Man’s Name” with some puffy rosettes at the hem.
Here’s me in the zebra and Ruth in the blue leopard. I made us our awesome masks. I think from now on I’m going to be adding feathers to everything. The zebra print dress is actually just a fabric tube that I picked up at the Bay garage sale (yes, that again!). I made the obi-style belt and naturally the teal tights were already in my everyday wardrobe.
As for the event itself, I’ll just leave you with some photo montages. My photography was not particularly stellar but hopefully you can get some of the idea of the wonderment.
1. Woah, 2. Amazing, 3. Cam’s Duct-Tape Suit, 4. Vilar & Co-Op
1. Cam as “Liberal Guilt”, 2. Where’s Rob Vilar?, 3. Tim Hoover & Freya Olafson, 4. Characters
Word has been spreading about the Bay’s garage sale. Last night I got a call from my friend LMac, on her way home from an excavation of the Bay basement, which netted her a — well, it’s one of those model things they use to display men’s underwear. So it starts at the hip and ends at the mid-thigh. Anyway, she wasn’t the only one.
Cynara got herself a plus-size mannequin not unlike mine.
She has named it Dagmar. If you visit that link to her Flickr page, you can also see an amusing feathery bird ornament.
