Some beautiful design pics from a “dwellings” blog:
Pics come from Flickr. Cluttered, perhaps, but Lovely!
A fascinating fact about Eyjafjallajokull (here’s the pronunciation):
Even though the ash cloud hovers at between 15,000 and 30,000 feet, higher than most airplanes fly, planes can’t simply fly below the ash because the volcano “has generated a new weather system made of glass: its own ‘maelstrom of microscopic volcanic glass shards‘ that liquify and go molten inside passing airplane engines, causing failure.” (Link.)
The stuff of alien worlds, no? Here are some beautiful pics (from this site):
I love this photo and this post, from The Sartorialist:
To me, my grandmother, Françoise Gerondeau, is the most elegant and the funniest woman in the world.
In fact, that photo was taken during the Algerian War, in the late fifties. My Grandfather, who is French, had been mobilized. And just before his departure, he told my grandmother (they were dating for a year) that he didn’t love her and that he would never marry her.
But she’s very stubborn, and she asked her brother to take photos of her during their vacations, so that she could send them to my grandfather, and he would fall in love again.
The photo you see can testify.
Isn’t it childish? To me that story defines exactly my grandmother.
That photo must have a great power, since when my grandfather came back, they got married.
I wish I had a picture of my grandfather, he was very alluring and elegant too. I think that my aesthetic taste comes from the observation of my grandparents. Both of them really represent a model to me.
looks like a real-world version of Mondrian, no?