Friday, 11 December 2009

DIY 2010



DIY ToDoList 2010

2010 is going to be a year full of stress and changes. I'll have my exams and hopefully graduate. I'm going to move out of my parents house and start studying biology. I'm very excited, but also a little scared. Beside all of that I want to be creative and do fun things. So that's why I made this list. I got this idea from A Beautiful Mess. She made a DIY to do list. And so did I. A few DIY projects that I will do in 2010. I won't have time for it, but I'll make time for it, because it's amazing to do. And you'll hear all about it.


Make a piece of clothing. From scratch. Not that I've done this before. But I will.Make a collection of all the amazing recipes I tried. Nicely put together in a book.

Try out a huge part of my dad's old camera collection. Including polaroidcamera's. Can't wait.

Get creative with these bags. Add prints/fabrics/buttons/texts. (Not all at once of course.)

Make a huge painting. Something that isn't finished in a few seconds. Maybe a wallpainting. Or on a big canvas. I've always wanted to do that.Photograph and photograph and photograph. And do a lot of shoots together with Fleur. This photo is the result of one of our previous ones. Try new things, be creative and learn.




Make a video. It could be drawn, a music video, a stop motion. Who knows? I always wanted to do that. Look at these amazing little videos. Love them.

Wish me luck!

Karin.

Thursday, 10 December 2009

Unknown Destinations

Karin.

Wednesday, 9 December 2009

The Story of Winter

I love this little story. It's beautiful. Although we complain about so many things, a part inside us just loves winter: the cozy christmas evenings, hot chocolate, the lovely party dresses, snow, the feeling you get when you walk in a warm room after a long cold walk... I could go on forever. But just enjoy this lovely story by Elizabeth May. All credit goes to her!!

The Story of Winter

"I have to give you something," he said lightly, looking up at the expanse of sky stretched as far as the eye could see. "That's the way these things go. A deal is a deal."

"Right," I replied distractedly, wondering what he was gazing at.

"How about winter? I'll give you winter."

The night was cloudless. Inviting. I think I would live in the stars, if I could.
I glanced at him, studying his profile. I wasn't sure if he was mocking me or if he actually meant anything he said. I would never find out. I would die not knowing.

"Winter?" I asked, hoping that for just a moment he would look at me. "You can't just...give me a season. That's not possible."

He laughed. I loved it when he laughed. His cheeks dimpled; it took away his intensity and for one joyous moment, he appeared less burdened. Then his smile faded and he said softly, "Sure I can. I can give you anything you desire. Any season you wish. But I think winter fits best."

"Because I'm a frigid bitch?" I was joking. I wanted to see him laugh one more time before everything ended.

Finally, he looked down at me. Bottomless, steel grey eyes met mine and I lost everything I was thinking. Jaded thoughts and doubts and worries fled. I felt weightless, liberated. When he touched my cheek, his hand was warm. When he kissed me, it was achingly soft. He whispered against my lips, "There's beauty in it. Crystalline snow, silver skies…despite it, everything seems more overwhelming. The cold, the death, the lack of light. But you know what?"

"What?" I breathed.

"They always appreciate you more when you're gone."

©2009 =Auriethepixie on DeviantArt

Karin.

Tuesday, 8 December 2009

Playlist: Warm Whispers


I made you a little playlist. It's cold, rainy and I'm feeling a bit ill. But it's warm and cozy inside my room. And this is what I'm listening to. I hope you like it. :)





Karin.

Sunday, 6 December 2009

Pretty Photographs

According to our poll you all want to see some more Photography. And I really don't mind showing you more. I hope I can do a whole new photoshoot very soon, but I can't promise anything. Therefore I'll show you a few pretty photographs I found hiding somewhere on the internet.



Karin.

Saturday, 5 December 2009

Apple Pie

You know..

I am hungry. For Apple Pie!
So I'm gonna bake on right now.

^^.

You want some too?

Here's one of the billion recipes that exists for Apple Pie:

Ingredients
2 cups all-purpose flour
1 cup packed brown sugar
3/4 cup butter or margarine, melted
1/2 cup quick-cooking oats
FILLING:
2/3 cup sugar
3 tablespoons cornstarch
1 1/4 cups water
3 cups peeled, diced tart apples
1 teaspoon vanilla extract

Directions
Combine the first four ingredients; set aside 1 cup for topping. Press remaining crumb mixture into an ungreased 9-in. pie plate; set aside.
For the filling, combine sugar, cornstarch and water in a saucepan until smooth; bring to a boil. Cook and stir for 1 minute or until thickened. Remove from the heat; stir in apples and vanilla. Pour into crust; top with reserved crumb mixture. Bake at 350 degrees F for 40-45 minutes or until crust is golden brown.

Source: http://allrecipes.com/recipe/dutch-apple-pie-2/detail.aspx



Bon appetit!

XX. Fleur

Wednesday, 2 December 2009

Slash: Paper under the knife.


When I went to New York a few weeks ago (yes, I'm still planning on starting at a post about it..) I visited the Museum of Art & Design at Columbus Circle. And they had a very impressing collection about paper.

Yes, about the paper we all used to write on before computers took over the world.

Take a look for yourself!

Ariana Boussard-Reifel
Between the Lines
2007

Célio Braga
Placebos
2008-2009


Anne-Karin Furunes
Yang Li (from the Shanghai series)
2006


Chris Gilmour
The Triumph of Good and Evil
2009
Oliver Herring
Alex
2009


Andreas Kocks
Paperwork #935G
2009

Georgia Russell
The Story of Art
2006


Rob Ryan
Can We Shall We
2009

(This amazing artist also made a little book. I gave it to Karin as a souvenir from New York)

Here is an interview with the Chief Curator David McFadden:


(I found all the pictures (and film) on the site of the museum itself. http://madmuseum.org/)
Do you like it?

XX. Fleur