This is an amazing thought for about 4 1/2 seconds. Mmmmmm:

Dreamy thoughts of soft sand on your feet quickly squashed by uncomfortable thoughts of sand in your couch.
Pantone color mugs at a shop in the North End.

Honey, how do you want your coffee?
Uhhh...dark, one sugar, and I'll take it in Pantone 19-1557. Thanks.
Craigslist is hot right now.
A complete Hans Wegner dining set.


Walnut dresser from the 60s with rosewood handles:
As of Thursday, I was officially finished with my classes. My final final was for my graphic design class, the best class I took all three years. I had these two really great professors, both from 2x4, Inc. It made me wish I had studied graphic design instead. False alarm though. I think this falls somewhere with my furniture design dreams. I'm just really good at liking good graphic and furniture design, not really making either. Here's Michael Rock standing with my final diagrams (in black on the wall).
And here are my diagrams (inspiration for color palette and dots from AB):
I don't often find myself needing to sit on the floor, but when I do, I know that I want this.
I have a couple questions for this guy though. Do you carry that around in your bag at all times, like reusable grocery bags? Or do you bring it for special sitting-on-the-ground occasions? Where are you in this picture? And why aren't you sitting on whatever everyone else is?

This is the second time in the past month or so that I've come across the guy who designed this, Alejandro Aravena. I looked at his housing projects as a precedent to my studio project this semester.
I also handed in my final icon designs last week. I settled on 4 modes of transportation...kind of generic, but I wanted to create something that I could use in my studio project somehow. From fastest to slowest, it's train, bus, bicycle, and pedestrian. I was really into the Munich Olympic icons that I posted about. They used straight lines at 45 degree angles to represent the moving figures. I set up a 14x14 grid and used quarter circles to turn all corners. The tree was my favorite (until someone in my class told me it looked like a smiling elephant...thanks.)

The next assignment for my graphic design class is to design four icons. i.e. the symbols we all know of mens and womens restrooms and the no-smoking symbol. Yesterday in class, we looked at the icons used for the Olympic Games.
Mexico City, 1968: On top of the awesome type, the two dimensional icons are so simple and clear.

Munich, 1972: Ah-mazing. Torsos and limbs are all oriented in 45 degree increments. Love it. Look at the soccer player! Amazing how it captures the movement even with the strict geometric rules they set up.

London, 2012: Really? Where do I even start? I think the most offensive part about these is that they've completely abandoned the two dimensions by adding perspective (i.e. the mountain biker half-way down on the left). The colors, the non-sensical construction lines shooting out at random points. None of these things make them any more clear and definitely not more beautiful.

Someone sent me this quiz a few weeks ago. Based on what it deemed my personality to be (emotional, assertive, progressive, and disciplined, as noted on the pad of paper below), I am Architype Van Doesburg, designed by the Dutch architect himself. "Strength of form and firmness of purpose" Mmmmm. I'm pleased with it.

I'd be even more pleased if I could get my hands on this and have a custom typeface based on my face. Fun, right?!

It probably sounds a lot more fun than it actually is. I'd still like to see it though.
I got these amazing vintage candlesticks as a birthday gift from my friend. I love love love them and the foot-long skinny yellow candles they came with.

So naturally I went online window shopping for some furniture to match them, and found these gems at Reside.

All these things should probably live together in one room some day...in my home.
I found the perfect place to house the furniture I am lusting over. The "narrowest house" in New York City is on the market. All 950 square feet of it is squeezed into the 9.5 feet between number 75 and number 77 Bedford Street in the West Village. In the 19th century it was a carriage entranceway to stables in the rear. The city must've been short on buildable land around then. The three floors plus basement have an inside dimension of 8ft. 7in. I love the windows and think my imaginary furniture would fit perrrrrfectly. Now I'll just need $2.75 million dollars.

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