“Gypsy Interiors is a series of portraits capturing the private world of these outwardly loud,
vivacious people. Here he finds a rich and profound intimacy, hidden but exhibited among
antique furniture, tapestries, paintings, religious images, china, staircases and mirrors,
set into large rooms or sometimes minimized in empty spaces waiting to be filled.
Images of women sitting on elegant sofas or portrayed during intimate family moments,
young people lounging on beds in their luxurious rooms, elders immortalized amongst
their mementoes, proud faces of parents admiring their children. These are portraits of
a people wanting to show that they have finally succeeded in finding and forging
a place and a dignified future within our society, without losing the gypsy values,
handed down orally, that come from the hearts of their ancestors.”
☛ I’ve been totally fascinated by Carlo Gianferro’s series of photographs
of Roma/Gypsy interiors. I stare at them again and again, trying to parse
their distinct style that mixes futurist deco curves, and dacha sentimentality,
with caravan coziness, and outrageous bling. Larger images can be seen
courtesy of Mr. Saturnic. I deeply desire both the Roma/Gypsy Interiors
book and the Gypsy Architecture book. That is a very unsubtle hint, yes?
They are both just mind-blowing – I need them to pore over continually, please.
(This photograph, and the next were taken by Baby Cujo)
☛ Stumbling upon a fine specimen of tumbleweave
never ceases to bring me joy. This urban phenomenon
is documented in a flickr group devoted to tracking lost
weaves in the wild. I know I’ve lost my share!
Oh, little weave! Wherefore art thou?
☛ neithersnow
I am in love with this beautiful calligraphy, (thanks Nubby!)
Handwriting is incredibly important to me. I can instantly adore someone,
without ever having met them – based on their handwriting! My beloved
stepmom has amazing handwriting, and is incredibly gifted at handwriting
analysis. I’ve learned a few things from her, over the years. Most importantly,
she gave me the impetus to work on my own hand, by giving me my first
calligraphy set. It transformed my awkward, hateful adolescent penmanship
into something slightly more graceful. I don’t write as much as I’d like to lately,
(with a pen, anyhow) so there’s much room for improvement. I really believe
that you can change your temperament by working on your handwriting.
☛ I stumbled upon A Silent Flute’s super blog the other night,
and got hooked on his crazy mixes. Good writing music.
Also good if you’re Tina Chow. On a yacht. In the moonlight.
Wearing all white. Oh yeah. I’ll go ahead and stop now, I guess.
☛ One late night over gin cocktails in New York,
Miss Allison told me a strange tale
about cow tongues nailed to trees in the park. Spookytown.
Bizarre find in Prospect Park –
☛ More late-night discoveries! Thanks to Agent Revo,
who turned me on to the insane video-art of Ryan Trecartin:
“If I didn’t take the liberties to glue these prop knobs
onto my safe space, who would you think that I’d be?”
Perfect for those times when you’ve worked yourself into a frenzy,
and you need to encounter something more spastic and insane
than your own brain. We’re talkin’ about serious cracktivities, children!
☛ I am ENFP, on the Myers-Brigg’s doo-dad.
What are you? Want to know what it’s like to
be me? This thing is so accurate, it’s crazy.
☛ Schadenfreude, much? Regretsy makes me cackle
and cover my eyes simultaneously. Some folks maybe
should not be given access to hot-glue guns, or the internets.
☛ Got any more late-night wonders for me? Float my boat, babies.
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i’m an ENFP too
though lately I’ve been transitioning from E to I… it’s fun to retake it.
i think that video made me broken.
Oh…dear. That regretsy site is horrific, and …yet, it also makes me a little bit sad…that some person obviously brainstormed their crazy idea and put their blood /sweat /tears /felt/ sequins into those creations and now they are just fodder for mockery.
(but the mockery is sort of unavoidable isn’t it?)
(unless you are blind?)
That Myer’s Brigg site is great, thank you for sharing the link! I am pretty sure I am an INFP…this dialogue is perfect and I am so glad someone was able to put it into words: “So does when someone doesn’t honor, or accept as valid, my communication or feeling as I try to talk to them about something that matters to me. And I don’t need to talk about myself. I don’t enjoy it. Sometimes I’m frustrated trying to communicate, and sometimes a metaphor or a joke or a story is a way to effectively express myself so what I’m saying can be heard by someone who hears or experiences things differently. “
OK I CHANGED MY MIND. I ventured further into the dark, dank bowels of the regretsy site and now I am afraid I need therapy and/or a lobotomy.
As far as late night wonders…if you are still sick and perhaps feeling like death-on-toast and have a few hours to kill, I highly suggest you take a look at http://www.scarygoround.com/sgr/ , an adorably witty & brillant British webcomic with some occult/”tales of the weird” type themes and whose female characters are remarkably well dressed for a thing illustrated by a male. Sadly, the artist has moved on to other projects, but up til this September I have been faithfully reading it for the past 7 years. It’s also interesting to see his technique change and evolve over the years.
Enjoy!
I especially love the photo of the gypsy woman in the yellow skirt. You can tell that the whole meaning of the room is wrapped up in all the people who are going to be there. It reminds me of how my grandmother’s dearest dream her whole life has been to have a big house where all of her family will live together. (We’re not actually all that eager to live with each other, but since my grandmother sadly can’t ever afford such a house unless she wins the lottery, we just smile & nod.)
I never heard of tumbleweaves – they look like an urban form of seaweed. I have nervous hands & keep a braided piece of fall just to twirl in my fingers while I’m reading – otherwise I can’t concentrate properly.
I love the writing on the calligraphy site – it all looks like it was done with feather or fountain pens. Supposedly handwriting is getting worse generation by generation because of the increased use of computer keyboards. I tried to model mine years ago on a sweet dancer camp counselor who had lovely, loopy writing. (It never equaled hers, but the effort did improve it quite a bit.)
Depending on the day, I test either ISFP (the artist) or INFP (the idealist). The BestFitType website you linked to is probably the best one I’ve seen so far dealing with the MB types. Thanks for the info! (and you’re right – kinda freaky how right it is)
I love the interiors. Love them. I can see things to incorporate into my Hut.
I’m ENFP as well.
A cow tounge with nails in it = WITCHCRAFT! This is a classic “shut up spell” to stop gossip or slander…
That’s funny, Ryan Trecartin just won the first annual Wolgin prize at my college, Tyler School of Art in Philly. I got to meet the fellow
His videos are intense in so many ways.
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