When I was little we lived in an unmarked building on a tucked away street. Fed up one day, my father hand-lettered the street name and number in bright yellow paint next to the entrance.
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When I was little we lived in an unmarked building on a tucked away street. Fed up one day, my father hand-lettered the street name and number in bright yellow paint next to the entrance.
The historic city twinkled by night, stretching way up into the clouds. And by 6am the skyline began bleeding colours from pink to blue like a dripping watercolour.
The work of artist Alex Roulette has me dreaming of the great American road trip. His paintings seem like moments seen through the window of a moving car.
Last weekend we spent a few hours strolling through one of the most inspiring public spaces I've visited lately.
Here are the highlights from the annual showcase of the best in visual journalism.
The images took me right back to my childhood, to moments of carefree exploration that are so incredibly rare now. Sometimes I get glimmers of them when I travel.
Ever since I was little I've been looking over my dad's shoulder while he draws. For the next couple of weeks I'll be away in Central America, so I thought I'd let you guys enjoy the view.
A few days ago, among the usual suspects in my mailbox was a sturdy black envelope. I opened it to find some dreamy photo prints from a generous (and seriously talented) friend, Raina Kirn.
My pal Joe Silveira has the ultimate Instagram. His images were collected by Colour Code in a publication titled "So So Tired".
When a psychiatric center in New York's Finger Lakes area closed its doors in 1995 the staff discovered an attic full of old suitcases.
The title was enough to intrigue me. But when I clicked through the photographs by artists Hassan Hajjaj, my jaw dropped.
Mr. Andy Goldsworthy is an artist whose work I revisit often. Especially when I’m feeling consumed by a season (see view from our window above).
Continuing our reprieve from the snow and windchill outside, there are some more sunny news in my part of town.
I've been feasting my eyes on this photo project by artists Riitta Ikonen and Karoline Hjorth. For the past 2 years they have been photographing heroic seniors from their communities.
If you haven't been exposed to the genius of illustrator Christoph Niemann, hold on to your hat.