casiotone for.
Posted by: coffeedubs on: November 8, 2009
lots of paella, sun, an eye infection and a lost suitcase later. a review of waf to be written later this week. until then, randomness as usual.
have a warm week.
volunteer. world architecture festival. barcelona.
Posted by: coffeedubs on: November 1, 2009
see you in a week, kids.
like a monkey with a miniature cymbal
Posted by: coffeedubs on: October 26, 2009
playing
Posted by: coffeedubs on: October 21, 2009
with my brand new helvetica neue family.
makes my day. everyday.
Posted by: coffeedubs on: October 21, 2009
many thanks bobo
what happens to birds when they eat plastic
Posted by: coffeedubs on: October 20, 2009
‘These photographs of albatross chicks were made just a few weeks ago on Midway Atoll, a tiny stretch of sand and coral near the middle of the North Pacific. The nesting babies are fed bellies-full of plastic by their parents, who soar out over the vast polluted ocean collecting what looks to them like food to bring back to their young. On this diet of human trash, every year tens of thousands of albatross chicks die on Midway from starvation, toxicity, and choking.
To document this phenomenon as faithfully as possible, not a single piece of plastic in any of these photographs was moved, placed, manipulated, arranged, or altered in any way. These images depict the actual stomach contents of baby birds in one of the world’s most remote marine sanctuaries, more than 2000 miles from the nearest continent.’
View the entire gallery here.
!ӣ$%^&*(OIKJUYTRDVCX. exactly.
Posted by: coffeedubs on: October 17, 2009
an unofficial video for Metronomy – On the motorway by Jul&Mat
and their uber cool showreel
firekites – autumn story – chalk animation
a short animation made without the use of a computer - interesting technique of joining and folding, in the form of a flipbook by the artist Donato Sansone
last but not least, something to make you regret living in the northern hemisphere. Rio 2016.
in a place far away from anyone or anywhere, i drifted off for a moment.
Posted by: coffeedubs on: October 10, 2009
‘So that’s how we live our lives. No matter how deep and fatal the loss, no matter how important the thing that’s stolen from us – that’s snatched right out of our hands – even if we are left completely changed people with only the outer layer of skin from before, we continue to play out our lives this way, in silence. We draw ever nearer to our allotted span of time, bidding it farewell as it trails off behind. Repeating, often adroitly, the endless deeds of the everyday. Leaving behind a feeling of immeasurable emptiness.’
Sputnik Sweetheart – Haruki Murakami
