WE'RE SUPPORTING

Sao Paulo based artist Fernanda Guedes is a great admirer of that beautiful party crowd that goes out every night to dance like there’s no tomorrow: ‘These night owls are eager to make a statement through their attitudes, clothes, make up and ultimately, the places they go to. It is a fascinating theme for an artist’, she says. To know what is hot at the clubs around the world, she searched the internet for the best party photo coverage, which provided her with a insidery look into this exuberant realm, inhabited by kings, queens, princess, clowns and a lot of frogs and ogres. They are all are portrayed in this series of forty illustrations, made with cheap materials such as markers and fluorescent and metallic pens. Read more

WE'RE TRAVELLING TO

Formed in New York and now based in Rotterdam and Berlin, SMAQ is a collaborative studio for architecture and urbanism by architects Sabine Müller and Andreas Quednau. Here they have created an interesting installation called Bad (bath) in the Solitude Palace Gardens in Stuttgart with the premise of creating a usable sculpture which entwines a 1000 metre long garden hose throughout a timber structure. Read more

WE'RE WEARING

Forget Macy’s, Bloomingdales and all that: Army Surplus is where it’s at. Half my wardrobe is from Army Surplus. Read more

WE'RE THINKING

The Livejournal community for vintage photos recently featured a post of rather creepy and strange images from decades past. Read more

WE'RE READING

Now, c’mon, if you had the chance to lay a clever one liner on William Shatner, you would, right? Yeah. If you could look him in the eyes, gently brush his laser gun out of your face, and unleash that killer put down that you’ve had swirling around the deepest cavaties of your subconcious ever since episode six of the fourth series, you’d grab it with both hands and offer up a thanks to those strange looking alien creatures who rule our universe. Well, guess what? You can. And while you’re at it, why don’t you give Dustin Diamond an ear full, too. Ah, the joys of unrequited paybacks.

Not much more needs to be said about this. Ricky Gervais, the funniest man in England, meets Larry David, the funniest man in America. Wit and genius collides. Very, very clever.

WE'RE LISTENING TO

Now this is fun. The aptly named The Kooks cover the equally as aptly named MGMT for Australian radio network, Triple J. The song, Kids, is about as upbeat as any minor key progression can get. We like.