WE'RE SUPPORTING

Politically charged but humorous in his lampooning of late-capitalism, corporate media, and institutional art, Ivan Puig also manages to create viscerally striking installations, visual puns, kinetic sculptures, and crazy musical instruments. Read more

WE'RE THINKING

These charming Danish rocking-sheep make me want to be a kid again, or that the creators at Whippet Grey would make them in adult size. Made out of pinewood, rubber foam and real sheepskin, in a very traditional rocking horse manner; accept for of course the fact that they are not horses.

Oh man, what I wouldn’t give to be able to sing like Neil Finn. His voice rasps with all the sincerity and integrity of a thousand heartfelt melodies. Heck, I’d probably trade my prized collection of Archie comics for just the chorus on this song. Driving Me Mad? You betcha(dupa). This man is a treasure. Bow low indeed.

WE'RE TRAVELLING TO

For some reason it’s rare that you see London in this light. Nightscapes of big cities are usually reserved for New York and Tokyo, for example. Perhaps the comparatively scarce skyscrapers makes the city less photogenic in that respect. So photographer Jason Hawkes’ work is long overdue — he has really brought the city to life, and given it that lick of golden light that a long-exposure is good for.

WE'RE READING

Interior design website, Apartment Therapy, just posted some amazing pictures of ’70s rock stars in their parents’ homes. My favorite is of David Crosby and his dad [below]. The two look so completely opposite of each other that it’s hard to believe that it’s Crosby’s real dad. They also look like they’re barely concealing the contempt they have for each other. Crosby’s father was an Academy-Award-winning cinematographer who shot Tabu and High Noon, amongst other well-known films. Read more

WE'RE LISTENING TO

I stumbled across the Hello, Blue Roses track, My Shadow Falls, the other week and it set my ears alight, this subtle but beautiful song and its cascading melodic line which will at once ingrain yourself in your inner-ear iPod and then disappear out the other end, leaving only the sweetest of memories. Read more

WE'RE WEARING

Printed on the softest of black v necks, Nous gardons le coeur in French roughly translates to: ‘We will not lose heart’. The tag also says: ‘We will not lose heart’. Because we won’t.