loved ones|polaroid gallery

Dears,

although I’m having a great time here, I sincerely miss you all.
Took these just before I left with my Polaroid camera and took them with me, to have you all close.
So without any special order: The loved ones, with all my heart:
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+ as a loveliest bonus you can ever imagine: the London crew

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and as a second bonus a little quiz:

Imagine you’re walking home alone, quite late at night and a huge huge huge black guy shouts at you: “Hey, babes, I really love your hair!!!” The first thing that pops into your mind is:

a) Oh, what a nice, tall and muscular person that is! He must be working out all day long! Oh, good for him!

b) IhatemyhairIhatemyhairIhatemyhair

c) Cheers, babes, I grow them myself.

d) Mommy, I’m scared!

Love,

LL

PS: I got defeated and admitted that my “umbrellas are stupid and unnecessary” theory has some serious flaws which resulted in buying an umbrella, but it has little squirrels on it, so I’m quite sattisfied, needless to say I quite often forget to bring it with me and get soaked anyway.

xx

Amanda Palmer & The Grand theft orchestra|Koko London|23rd Oct ’12

Dears,

yesterday I’ve witnessed the most extraordinary show in my life. Amanda Palmer just blew my mind out of my little fucking ginger head!!

Not only she is the sexiest woman of the universe (oooh yes, girls, weep bitterly, because she is just THE WOMAN, all capitals, I wish I’d be third the woman she is, and guys, weep bitterly too because…you know…you got Neil Gaiman to hate for the rest of your lives now) but also an amazing talent in every way. As a part of the audience you feel she is there for you, she enjoys that you enjoy her and there is the atmostphere of a collective conspiracy even. I’ve been to a Radiohead gig couple weeks ago which was smashing and gorgeous, but this!! I mean I had really high expectations of Amanda, but I didn’t expect that, the show had just everything: it was funny, it was sad, it was touching, it was heart tearing, the guests were just ace, all it was intense, immense, drop-dead gorgeous…we all went home chopped into little shreds.

So just enjoy this:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cZCadqQY-Lw&feature=share

+ I touched her leg!! as we all held her above our heads, floating and singing and being beautiful with a long long long veil, that covered us as a protective shield almost.

+ one of her all very awesome guests was Neil Gaiman!! which brings me to the second point I wanted to write about today: Anyone who’s going to London, or thinking about going to London, or just fancy London or maybe not even that, just please please read this book:

I’ve read it at home a few years ago and re-read it here quite recently and loved it again. Having read this book every single dull tube travel becomes a little pleasure brightening up your day, as you hear the names of the stops you are in facts constantly reminded of the book’s characters, places, stories and plots, so you can’t ever forget the book and as an outsider/non-Londonner you start to feel bit more familiar about the places around here.

So hail to Amanda & Neil, the world’s most incredible couple

Love,
LL

photos?

Dears,

I was really very very unsure what kind of photo-equipment to take with me to my brittish design-and-soul seeking mission, it ended up quite heavy, so I took my old friend Practica with me and bunch of films, new guy to my ensemble – Polaroid 636 close up and a tiny tiny I-can’t-do-much digital camera for touristy photos (of which I actually haven’t taken any yet, sorry!!). Last week the old Practica bitch tore my film up again while I was rewinding it, as the old moody lady sometimes does, argghhh, and I lost what I hoped to be quite a nice set of photos from my school area and from Greenwich, being sad and angry about this what better to do than go to a photography exhibition. So I went to the Saatchi gallery, whis is just amazing, the exhibition spaces are spectacular, bright and clean and beautiful, spacious rooms with pale wooden floors…just bliss really. There are like ten exhibitions right now, the most fun and amazing for me was the Google view exhibition at the top floor. Huge photos taken from Google street view including pictures of streets just in the moment when a seagull flew in front of the camera, or a butterfly but also showing policemen arresting some guys, traffic accidents, little old lady throwing up at a bench by the coast, girls waiting for customers at the corners and so on…. But the main benefit of my Saatchi visit was still to follow, I went to the gallery shop (as I always do to wander around and wish to have loads of money to spend on books and postcards and design little notebooks and good-for-nothing little gifts) an discovered a sale on Action samplers!! Oh yeah!!! I’ve been quite recently thinking about starting to experiment with lomography, since all the photography lectures took all the fun and excitement from taking pictures for me, but than an opportunity came and I bought the Polaroid thing, that rescued me of “the high art of photography”, because it can’t do anything, it just takes pictures which are actually quite bad usually but there is something about them (can’t really say what) that I really love. Same with the action sampler, you don’t even see very good what are you actually taking photo of, but the concept is just oh so very refresing for me. So so so so this my friends is a new addition to my humble photo-company, I’m very very excited!!!

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I solemnly swear that I’m up to no good!!

So the photos are coming I promise, it just takes more time the whole analogue thing, thanks for waiting.
Cheers!

loads of love, all the London squirrels!
x

my new friends

So a new theme popped into my mind last week, so just to show you the latest work, first sketches included. It is not completely random though, development of my previous babies-drawing era, new spooky characters for weird children stories, “the creepy chciken”, enjoy

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don’t you ever feel just like this?

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