Nad You're A Window Shopper

I did a great deal of shopping two days ago! I bought a coral rose crop top, from Topshop.,Today i did a different kind of shopping: window shopping. It just so happens that the windows are not made of glass, but rather they float between my itunes and my hotmail. I'm gonna share with you something really cool today. I came across DesignSponge, a site which, by all accounts, is very popular and i can see the reason. If you are looking for ideas for a creative household or three, and some words of true advise on cities around the globe from a design and art perspective here is your place-page. Take a glance through their stuff. While spending ''some'' time through SneekPeeks i felt in love with the following spaces of five different houses/appartments:

My curiosity today drove me to CuriosityShoppe, It was here that my window shopping pace increased somewhat, yet so would yours if you caught site of a wooden radio:

Suburban Outfitters

This Tuesday morning felt like a Monday morning, actually felt even worse as I have been suffering from flu since a few days. I'm much better today but i still have a blocked ear and a running nose which are the most annoying things ever. With this conditions running, it's quite difficult to rise and shine. I've always found thought that a good episode of ''Good Morning World'' can do the trick. Watch it.

I recently loved the video from the latest photo shooting of my favorite shop ''Urban Outfitters'': a bunch of beautiful people, a hillside bathed in evening sun, kites, brightly colored and shaped ever so simply, childlike, a song by M83 created all these ingredients together a very sweet vid! The landscape reminds me easily the place where i live. The video inspired me yesterday to spend an hour from my afternoon in my garden taking photos.

I was doing the job, not listening to M83, but the Strokes. Actually i was listening just a song! i heard it about 20 times! lol ''what ever happened''. I'm sure it happened to you as well: to hear the exact same song more than 2-3 times in a row. A real magnetism lies in Casablancas' voice that you can't recist. I will be the happiest person in the world when the recording studio time will be booked for the Band!

Here i'm sharing some worth sharing photos that i took yesterday ^_^

Little Cristina here was came out at the end to explain me that her grandma (my mum), has bought the flowers we have in the garden from England and Russia!!!! If you say so...

Finally the official video of the best song of 2008. I made my own long time ago. Cristina was in it!

We fly balloons on this fuel called Love.

It's really hard to say something bad about Disney-Pixar. They always seem to come up with pretty original ideas: Monsters Inc, Finding Nemo, The Incredibles, Ratatouille, WALL-E were heartfelt. Yesterday, just a while before i sleep, i stumbled upon the trailer of Pixar's new movie, ''Up''. Oh my god, it is magic. A fantastic trailer and what a great story. I really feel like this movie is not going to let us down! It is this kind of trailers that guarantees an amazing movie. I can safely presume that Pixar has done it again. I love the fantastical imagery and bright colors. The character of the grumpy old Carl Fredricksen has been growing on me more and more, after watching the trailer about 20 times by now. The movie is scheduled for release on May 29, 2009!

The way Carl Fredricksen delivers ''no'' in that scene it's priceless

Up's trailer reminds me a video i found about 3 months: Tiji The Balloon.A Beautiful and simple storytelling, perfectry animated and timed, which anwers my eternal long lost question of what happens to floating unobserved balloons. Lets just ignore those laws of physics. (hehe)

Watching ''Tiji The Balloon'', i remembered the Lamarisse's masterpiece ''Le ballon Rouge'', a rare gem of French cinema. A thirty minute film, with minimal dialogs, about the power of love and friendship. The balloon regenerate itself in an endless flow of passion. The most enchanting and moving short produced film in history. You can watch it here in a very bed quality though.

And talking about passion, here are some balloon photos of my passionate photographer (i <3 onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgB0uJa2c0g6yzfwZYvYgC6VkU69s8nMHmF1W-1om2NlzDQxFoxX2LoonGlhKNPNr_7JVqU8yZFl8xtZvhvOdmj4L6BwP6tIIGsVw8dz5FGYmbpPBTNva6kwFrhu_ckO3QqBGXz8AQpAwU/s1600-h/ballons+5.jpg">Photo By Francisco Blanco

Photo By Francisco Blanco

Photo By Francisco Blanco

Fair weather storms are in your head
oh theres this thing called
We fly balloons on this fuel called Love

Yiannis Philippakis, Carling Academy Birmingham, Photo By Me

i connected so many things that i got tired ...Bye
^_^

A cause De Helena...

Δεν ξέρω αν συμβαίνει και σε σας όταν δεν κοιμάστε περισσότερο από 4 ώρες, να ονειρεύεστε όλο το υπόλοιπο της μέρας. Όταν έλεγα στην Έλενα πως το πρωί, εγώ είχα δουλειά, αυτή επέμενε πως μια τελευταία photo it would be fun! To θέμα είναι πως η Έλενα είναι ένα άτομο το οποίο μου ασκεί τέτοια επιρροή, που δεν μπορώ να της χαλάσω χατίρι, γιατί σκεφτόμενη τον ευατό μου στο ίδιο σενάριο, με διαφορετικό άτομο, δεν υπήρχε περίπτωση, θα έκλεινα το τηλέφωνο χωρίς πολλά πολλά . Αλλά με την Έλενα το διαπραγματεύομαι πάντα, υπάρχει ένα παζάρεμα στα λεπτά του χρόνου ομιλίας μας και η Έλενα κάνει πάντα το καλύτερο Deal.

Εννοείται οτι στο άκουσμα του alarm, i'm gonna deceive myself by resetting the alarm clock every 5 minutes (for the next 20 minutes). Μετά θα ανάψω τον υπολογιστή, η μουσική είναι εκ των ων ουκ ανευ! Σήμερα ξεκίνησα με Laura Marling τη μέρα μου, η οποία αποτέλεσε την αφορμή για τη ρομαντική μου διάθεση στο υπόλοιπο της μέρας. Να μην ξεχνιώμαστε η Έλενα ήταν η αιτία.

To πρωί μισώ να βάζω τους φακούς επαφής μου.
Το πρωί αγαπώ να τρώω πρωινό.

Ο καιρός σήμερα ήταν το ίδιο μουντός και υγρός, είχε λίγη περισσότερη ψύχρα από χτες, γεγονός που με ανάγκασε να φορέσω το πιο ζεστό μου σακάκι το οποίο αναμφίβολα που προσθέτει άλλα 10 κιλά. Τι να κάνω υπακούω σε εντολές ανωτέρων ''Φόρε ρούχα'', said my mum before we hang up the phone yesterday in the afternoon!

Στην δουλειά πέρασαν απ' το μυαλό μου οι ακόλουθές εικόνες:

Having picnik in a park in Nantes (Big Times)-Photo By Edit Castren

Crêpe, monsieur? photo by unknown editing by me

got lost in Alice world-photo by unknown-editing by me

Pride and prejudice has taught me that is worth waiting...


If only us, if only now

I was wearing that dress and i looked funny and sexy. What a combo! (Big times)

Mister Camus, you were too handsome to be such a good writer... OUI Monsieur très beau

Και μετά, όταν ήρθα σπίτι, αντί να πάω για ύπνο κάθισα στον υπολογιστή ψάχνοντας και πάλι διάφορα. Και όλο έλεγα να κοιμηθώ σε μισή ώρα, μετά απο δέκα λεπτά, μετά από αυτή την ιστοσελίδα και ούτω καθ' εξής. Μέχρι που με βρίσκει και πάλι το ξημέρωμα. Αλλά ακόμη ψάχνω σε πιο άτομο θα ρίξω αυτή τη φορά την ευθύνη για το αυριανό μου daydreaming!

''Spring surprised us, running through the market square. And we stopped in Prynne’s rooms in a shower of pain."
Hmm το όνομα Veronica Forrest-Thomson σας λέει κάτι. Έγω τουλάχιστον δεν γνώριζα τίποτα μέχρι που την ανακάλυψα σήμερα. Βέβαια κιόλας το γεγονός του να πεθάνεις σε μια τόσο μικρή ηλικία (27 ετών), και να έχει προλάβει να παράξει ένα όχι και τόσο μεγάλο αριθμό έργων, τα οποία διατηρήθηκαν στα στενά όρια του Καίμπριτζ, εμποδίζει το κοινό να έρθει σε επαφή με τον καλλιτέχνη.



Some of Veronica Forrest-Thomson's poetry can be read here, and here is some info on her.

Αναρωτιέμαι συχνά τι θα μπορούσαν να γίνουν άνθρωποι όπως αυτή, η οποία παρουσίασε τέτοιο ταλέντο, αλλά είχε μόνο 27 σύντομα έτη για να αφήσει το στίγμα της.

Νομίζω είναι ώρα να ονειρευτώ με τα μάτια κλειστά.

moi by Francisco Blanco