Thursday 31 March 2011
Monday 28 March 2011
Sunday 27 March 2011
Saturday 19 March 2011
Thursday 17 March 2011
Wednesday 16 March 2011
David Belle - Rush Hour Le Parkour(BBC)
The video that made me realise I wasn't the only person running up walls like a loon for fun.
Monday 14 March 2011
Sunday 13 March 2011
"An Italian's role in life is to feed people. A lot. We can't help it."
Read this article. It'll make you so hungry.
Friday 11 March 2011
Jonathan Strange and Mr. Norrell
I still have flashbacks.
Ladies of Grace Adieu is also excellent.
Thursday 10 March 2011
Fleet Foxes - White Winter Hymnal
This floored me the first time I saw it. Everything is just so right.
Wednesday 9 March 2011
Tuesday 8 March 2011
Know why I love living here?
Because I can drive home from town and wonder whether my car would ever get charged by the stags I'm currently driving past.
Doubt it, they seemed pretty happy in the sun. What a morning to be off.
Doubt it, they seemed pretty happy in the sun. What a morning to be off.
Wuthering Heights
I cannot express it; but surely you and everybody have a notion that there is or should be an existence of yours beyond you. What were the use of my creation, if I were entirely contained here? My great miseries in this world have been Heathcliff’s miseries, and I watched and felt each from the beginning: my great thought in living is himself. If all else perished, and he remained, I should still continue to be; and if all else remained, and he were annihilated, the universe would turn to a mighty stranger: I should not seem a part of it.—My love for Linton is like the foliage in the woods: time will change it, I’m well aware, as winter changes the trees. My love for Heathcliff resembles the eternal rocks beneath: a source of little visible delight, but necessary. Nelly, I am Heathcliff! He’s always, always in my mind: not as a pleasure, any more than I am always a pleasure to myself, but as my own being.
Download the whole book here [link]
Download the whole book here [link]
Monday 7 March 2011
Maga
Go take a look - Magalomania
Sunday 6 March 2011
Saturday 5 March 2011
Friday 4 March 2011
Thursday 3 March 2011
Banksy
People are taking the piss out of you everyday. They butt into your life, take a cheap shot at you and then disappear. They leer at you from tall buildings and make you feel small. They make flippant comments from buses that imply you’re not sexy enough and that all the fun is happening somewhere else. They are on TV making your girlfriend feel inadequate. They have access to the most sophisticated technology the world has ever seen and they bully you with it. They are The Advertisers and they are laughing at you.
You, however, are forbidden to touch them. Trademarks, intellectual property rights and copyright law mean advertisers can say what they like wherever they like with total impunity.
Fuck that. Any advert in a public space that gives you no choice whether you see it or not is yours. It’s yours to take, re-arrange and re-use. You can do whatever you like with it. Asking for permission is like asking to keep a rock someone just threw at your head.
You owe the companies nothing. Less than nothing, you especially don’t owe them any courtesy. They owe you. They have re-arranged the world to put themselves in front of you. They never asked for your permission, don’t even start asking for theirs.
- Banksy
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Wednesday 2 March 2011
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