nevver:

Design Like Nobody’s Watching

jkey:

It’s comforting to know that at one time or another, all the artists, designers and musicians I thought held some miraculous & unreachable talent — started as amateurs. Their talent didn’t simply appear out of nowhere, it took years and years of hard work and failure until finally artists…

“Killl your darlings” -William Faulkner

O_O

vanillaextracts:

Mini Zucchini, Caramelized Onion and Honey Chevre Cupcakes. My first savoury addition to VanillaExtracts. Yum.

These were a favourite appetizer for Christmas Evening - delish.

cinemastudiesuo:

Good news for all you “Shaun of the Dead” and “Hot Fuzz” fans:

It’s just been announced that the tremendous trio of Simon Pegg, Nick Frost and Edgar Wright are going to start shooting the final installment of their “Blood & Ice Cream” Trilogy, titled “The World’s End”, next year!

The trilogy, named for the repeated motif of Cornetto ice cream and copious amounts of gore has developed a cult following over the years, so there’s definitely pressure for the finale to go out with a bang.

On another interesting note, the use of the three flavours/colours of Cornetto is a reference to Krzysztof Kieślowski’s “Three Colours” film trilogy, which are all very good and definitely worth checking out.

Currently there’s very little known about the plot of “The World’s End”. I can only assume by the title that it’ll have something to do with the apocalypse. The only solid bit of info released thus far about the film is that the featured flavor of ice cream will be mint chocolate chip (“Shaun of the Dead” had strawberry and “Hot Fuzz” contained the blue classic flavor of Cornetto).

nevver:

Maybe, Always

nevver:

Claude Verlinde

worldpaintings:

Edvard Munch

Kiss by the Window, 1892, oil on canvas, 73 x 92 cm, The National Museum of Art, Architecture and Design, Oslo. 

Munch’s art offers some of the world’s most effective images of emotional states — a veritable international sign language of the soul. The raw blue tones of Kiss by the Window are full of sensible eroticism. The only illumination is from windows across the way. The couple has retreated behind the curtain and Munch has cropped off much of their bodies. His brushstrokes merge their bodies. Only a small section of the woman’s neck is even visible, she is overwhelmed, almost consumed, by her lover’s embrace.  Did Munch mean for us to feel like voyeurs watching this private, intense moment?