Sunday, September 30, 2007


The latest movie by the director's of Brokeback Mountain, Ang Lee.

Saturday, September 29, 2007


The chair is an authorised reproduction designed by modernist architect R.M. Schindler in 1922.


A reproduction, the real authentic piece has red undertones. The interior of the trunk has vintage chinese paper lining and the distinctive latch closure is an update of a classic chinese design in antiqued bronze finish.

Better than fake Vuitton.

Wednesday, September 26, 2007


Once, a long time ago in the days of yore, I had a friend who was studying architecture to become, presumably, an architect.
This friend introduced me to other friends, who were also studying architecture. Then these friends had other friends who were architects - real architects doing real architecture like designing luxury condos that look a lot like glass dildos. And these real architects knew other real architects and now the only people I know are architects. And they all design glass dildos that I will never work or live in and serve only to obstruct my view of New Jersey.

Do not get me wrong, architects. I like you as a person. I think you are nice, smell good most of the time, and I like your glasses. You have crazy hair, and if you are lucky, most of it is on your head. But I do not care about architecture. It is true. This is what I do care about:

* burritos
* hedgehogs
* coffee

As you can see, architecture is not on the list. I believe that architecture falls somewhere between toenail fungus and invasive colonoscopy in the list of things that interest me.

Perhaps if you didn’t talk about it so much, I would be more interested. When you point to a glass cylinder and say proudly, hey my office designed that, I giggle and say it looks like a bong. You turn your head in disgust and shame. You think, obviously she does not understand. What does she know? She is just a writer. She is no architect. She respects vowels, not glass cocks. And then you say now I am designing a lifestyle center, and I ask what is that, and you say it is a place that offers goods and services and retail opportunities and I say you mean like a mall and you say no. It is a lifestyle center. I say it sounds like a mall. I am from the Valley, bitch. I know malls.

Architects, I will not lie, you confuse me. You work sixty, eighty hours a week and yet you are always poor. Why aren’t you buying me a drink? Where is your bounty of riches? Maybe you spent it on merlot. Maybe you spent it on hookers and blow. I cannot be sure. It is a mystery. I will leave that to the scientists to figure out.

Architects love to discuss how much sleep they have gotten. One will say how he was at the studio until five in the morning, only to return again two hours later. Then another will say, oh that is nothing. I haven’t slept in a week. And then another will say, guess what, I have never slept ever. My dear architects, the measure of how hard you’ve worked and how much you’ve accomplished is not related to the number of hours you have not slept. Have you heard of Rem Koolhaas? He is a famous architect. I know this because you tell me he is a famous architect. I hear that Rem Koolhaas is always sleeping. He is, I presume, sleeping right now. And I hear he gets shit done. And I also hear that in a stunning move, he is making a building that looks not like a glass cock, but like a concrete vagina. When you sleep more, you get vagina. You can all take a lesson from Rem Koolhaas.

Life is hard for me, please understand. Architects are an important part of my existence. They call me at eleven at night and say they just got off work, am I hungry? Listen, it is practically midnight. I ate hours ago. So long ago that, in fact, I am hungry again. So yes, I will go. Then I will go and there will be other architects talking about AutoCAD shortcuts and something about electric panels and can you believe that is all I did today, what a drag. I look around the table at the poor, tired, and hungry, and think to myself, I have but only one bullet left in the gun. Who will I choose?

I have a friend who is a doctor. He gives me drugs. I enjoy them. I have a friend who is a lawyer. He helped me sue my landlord. My architect friends have given me nothing. No drugs, no medical advice, and they don’t know how to spell subpoena. One architect friend figured out that my apartment was one hundred and eighty seven square feet. That was nice. Thanks for that.

I suppose one could ask what someone like me brings to architects like yourselves. I bring cheer. I yell at architects when they start talking about architecture. I force them to discuss far more interesting topics, like turkey eggs. Why do we eat chicken eggs, but not turkey eggs? They are bigger. And people really like turkey. See? I am not afraid to ask the tough questions.

So, dear architects, I will stick around, for only a little while. I hope that one day some of you will become doctors and lawyers or will figure out my taxes. And we will laugh at the days when you spent the entire evening talking about some European you’ve never met who designed a building you will never see because you are too busy working on something that will never get built. But even if that day doesn’t arrive, give me a call anyway, I am free.

Yours truly,
Annie Choi

An open letter by Annie Choi. was published in Pidgin Magazine - a publication of the graduate students of the Princeton School of Architecture . love the wittiness. love architects! lol.


Finally found some time to post up one of my favourite chinese artist. Chen Yu's painting cost more than just a million.
Please appreciate, the price of an artist's piece of mind.

Saturday, September 22, 2007


Bobby oh Bobby, nice voice. Nicer video.
For how much an architect complained about their job, but they are still designing. How much i complained about my profession, for sure me and my partner .26 wont be designing forever.


This is how much i like this clip, being foreign in India, Laos and maybe Barcelona or Prague. Love the use of anime in this french song.


models at rehab. courtesy of monsieurs. templer and mondong.

Thursday, September 20, 2007


dear modernists..


The way i look at beauty comes in 2, 1 which is *bedazzling* at first sight. 2nd which bedazzled you later and stayed. Perhaps, there is a third way, that will be not using our eyes.

These photos are taken from, what i notice later bedazzled me and stayed.

Wednesday, September 19, 2007


Those sandals. What comes clean, must have derived from very basic traditional sources.


Sunday, September 16, 2007

Monday, September 10, 2007

powder room

tilings arent aligned! *ive got things to learn!

Friday, September 7, 2007

h a p p y b i r t h d a y v i r g o !

Thursday, September 6, 2007

kate hume

a home in france. nice ceiling. either you like or you hate.

twin dining tables. by birdman furniture.

a museum in holland. kissing aliens. :)

i like.

overall verdict. her works remind me of hecker phelan guthrie of melbourne. with a casual twist.
here i am again. posting. note for .06. guess you need to feed OUR blog too, . .

Sunday, September 2, 2007

jaime hayon

VERDICT JAIME HAYON 2/10 people in my office can see the beauty of his creatures. p i t y or k a m p u n g ?

author's pick

with arms/ high back or low back/ n legs/ h legs

funghi table lamp

green chicken. 'my green chicken has taken on a face, a shape, a place, and a function.' hayon.


ALL TIME FAVE ITEM white top. be it shirt or tee.
crumpled. rolled up. no iron. slight over sized. weekend..