Hi there, I'm professional cat photographer Mark Ræl. I'm the kind of guy who stumbles flamboyantly through life wearing Hawaiian shirts and drinking far too much coffee.I love cats, vitamin water, sugary fruit punch, all forms of digital technology, gadgets, the internet, photography, art, comics, movies, plays, televisions, and radio shows.
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Or rudely ask me.
That'll probably be sexier.
The rudeness.
One of the most challenging and demanding aspects of creativity, has to be architecture.
Either that or composing a 100-piece classical symphony.
But since those are a dime in a dozen these days, let’s roll with this ridiculously impressive house by Luigi Rosselli Architects. Now, I don’t and won’t post about houses much - but this one is different, because of where it’s situated and the aspects of it.
Gordon’s bay is a tiny bay located in Sydney, Australia facing due-east directly out to the Pacific Ocean, perfect for snorkeling and if you’re lucky catching a wave or two.
Which is why I have to pay respect to this design, it adds what a well-designed house should add, a sense of etiquette and legitimacy to it’s location. You know that in 20,30 even 40 years time, this will still look like it belongs.
It never ceases to mesmerise when we are able to, out of completely nothing but ideas and inspiration, come up with new ways to build and design something that has been around since the birth of mankind - that in itself is impressive.
If we all took complete pride and put well thought out ideas into what we do for a passion, I have a feeling that we’d have more respect for the things we take for granted.
But then again - would this house really be worth discussing?
I’ll burn a little heart out of you!
A Step Backward
So it’s the first day of summer. Last first day of summer I spent the day on a shoplifting binge because I was empty inside. Last night (my friends’ graduation night, no less,) was kick-ass, and I definitely don’t feel empty. So I think I’m going to read Travels with Charley for the rest of the day and maybe see if I can do anything awesome later.
This is weird, this is the first book I’ve read that’s an actual book for ages. I mean, don’t get me wrong, I read more often than I blink - but more often than not I’m reading from some sort of eBook reader. This is the first physical book I’ve read in at least a month and a half. Mostly because I loooove the binding. It’s like, beautiful. Each page of stock is cut unevenly, so the book has this awesome uneven feeling. I love it. Shit rocks. Fuck yeah.
HAHAHA. Look at me. I’m horrible.
