When I first read The Fault in our Stars I was struck by how much this sentence describes almost everyone I know.
This weekend, I painted a mural with a few of my coworkers. And it was good.
Conditions in which I’m taking care of item photos & updating my shop. So what’s your excuse for not taking care of business? You got this!
(Source: icantspel, via crochetteshop)
That moment you realize Amy Poehler was that girl in the NeverEnding Story.
Now:
flashback:
Wall Dogs: The Midair Muralists Who Paint New York
It’s 8am in Soho, the thermometer reads just above freezing, and the sky is bleak. Taxis splash down the streets; New Yorkers stride with their heads down, leaping over puddles, carelessly bumping into each other. Everyone wants to get out of the cold, out of the rain, into the warmth.
Ten stories above — on a long, skinny platform hanging from the facade of a building at Canal and Mercer in downtown Manhattan — it’s a different story. Climbers’ ropes secured around their torsos, Jason Coatney and Armando Balmaceda stand in a melange of open paint cans and brushes. These two muralists of Colossal Media, the largest hand-painted advertising company in America, are heavily layered in sweatshirts and raincoats. But in this industry, c’est la vie. Paintbrushes in their fingerless-gloved hands, earbuds in their ears — “I like to start out with Miles Davis in the morning,” Coatney smiles, his breath visible in the frigid air — they begin yet another workday in the sky.
Proof that she’s cute and real cameras still take pictures.
After adopting a Sandy-surviving kitten last week, it’s been all cats all the time around here.
objects of desire at vintage white where old meets new
reibeek kasteel, western cape, south africa
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