Doris Salcedo has damaged the Turbine Hall in my beloved Tate Modern. The damage, called Shibboleth, is supposed to remind us about the uncomfortable truth and things we don’t want to think about.
The opinions are varied. My friend’s daughter, who has experienced racism many times, said she doesn’t feel the need to stare at this crack on the floor to be aware of intolerance.
You can love it, you can hate it. It’s up to you and your personal perception of art. Nevertheless, to me, Shibboleth has fulfilled its mission as it got people talking.
Plus, to make it more real, many have already ‘experienced’ the crack by LITERALLY falling into it. That proves artist’s point – it’s good to be aware of its existance.
Am I wrong to love these shoes? They’re my favourites. They’re at least 10 years old. They were bought in Alcampo, a Spanish equivalent of Wal-Mart. They’re an intentional rip-off of Camper, they cost me about five euros, and they’ve a great bloody tear near the heel. The first day I wore them, I took them to a nightclub, and they were destroyed: beer, gunk, scratches, beer stains, you name it. I took them home, and had the bright idea that perhaps pure alcohol would clean them in a way that no household detergent or shoe cleaner would.
So with cotton wool in hand, and 100% alcohol in the other, I set about cleaning them. Clean them, it did – but it also left them with some major discolouration around the toe. Disgusted, I threw them in a press. They were saved about 2 years later when I realised the discolouration gave them real personality, and I’ve worn them into the ground since – they’ve been to move live gigs than the Spice Girls! And I adore them.
Queue dramatic music: Once a year, 1000 remarkable people gather in Monterey, California to exchange something of incalculable value: their ideas.
Anthropologist Helen Fisher studies love: its evolution, its biochemical foundations and its vital importance to human society. She also discusses the natural talents of women, and their new significance in the modern world.
Video here at TED.
The main reason why I choose to pay more for having a haircut is neither the brand nor extraordinary skills of my hairdresser. It’s pure vanity.
Every single time I walk out the door of that particular salon I have a smile on my face. I don’t even care about the hair, the compliments I hear are worth all the money.
Talk about professionalism.
Like or loathe the Irishwoman, you’ll admit that she’s a unique individual. I’ve seen her perform on a number of occasions, and my response to these live performances puts me firmly in the “like” category. Sinead’s attitude on stage is meek. Meek, that is, ’til her voice soars loud and true, and her passion for her art comes to the fore. She’s Ireland’s finest export, unpredictable, beautiful, passionate, iconic.
Photographer Martin Klimas specialises in capturing split-millisecond moments in his photography, such as the moment of breakage of a fragile object, or the beat of wings, as seen here. Beautiful.
Grey seems to be small town favourite. I was walking down the street in my hometown this morning, everything and everybody was grey, grey and the same. As if there were no other colours, designs, styles. Just grey. Grey and shapeless.
I’m a bit of a sucker when it comes to time pieces. The more out-there the better.
It doesn’t get more out-there than this, from Urwerk, the 201 they call it. Get this: the thing even features an oil change indicator to show the “watch” is due a servicing. It has a 100-year-plus lifetime expectation, and the hands adjust their length to display the correct time on the face. Swatch it’s not, nor is it Swatch-like in it’s price, it’s gonna be over US$50k, and they will make only 10 of the suckers… I could be waiting a while.
The capital of Argentina, Buenos Aires has everything, and for fashionable people it is the most important destination in South America.
Foremost is Palermo Viejo, the coolest neighborhood in Buenos Aires, full of hyped-restaurants, coffee bars and trendy shops, and the most stylish people walking around the area. Here are my personal highlights:
For bars and coffee shops: don’t miss Bar Uriarte, where you should take the “té para dos”, it’s what comes with the tea, rather than the tea itself, that will impress you. By night it becomes something really special. The owners also run Gran Bar Danzón, one of the coolest and trendiest places in Buenos Aires, which is in La Recoleta.
For restaurants, try Casa Cruz, probably THE hippest place in the city right now.
For the all-important shopping in Palermo Viejo? Definitely María Cher, Trosman, Cora Groppo, A.Y.Not Dead, Sal si puedes+Condimentos, and you also have Mishka and Josefina Ferroni for some really cool shoes. All this shops are for women. For men I recommend Félix.
With its leafy cobbled streets, hidden terraces, and friendly people, Palermo Viejo (literally meaning “Old Palermo”) is a must. Let me know how YOUR visit goes!
It sounds a touch bland, but it works. Photography of people passing through NYC subway turnstiles.
Wish I’d thought of it. More about it here.