Clouds Take my breath away


Imaginary Drizzle is a series of photos taken by Carl Kleiner.  I like these photos and his other works a lot. Funny that I came across these photos  as I had just read and seen the photos of Stuart Semple‘s art installation on South Bank. Happy Cloud was an installation of over 2000 smiley face clouds that were released at the Tate Modern on 25 February. The best art installations are always the ones that alter your perspective and change your environment.


The happy clouds reminded me of some cute little jewellery pieces. Clouds, like rainbows make such nice designs. They remind you of being a child. I am quite sure the cloud is one of the first shapes you learn to draw. In reality a cloudy sky isn’t great but the magic of clouds lies in the marshmallow fluffiness and the desire to dive into them. I like sitting by the window on airplanes on daytime flights because I love looking at the clouds and going off on a bit of a daydream. For awhile I was obsessed with taking photographs of clouds and have an album on my lomohome dedicated to clouds.

keitai-shot_bCloud necklace by Kyoko Hashimoto

cloud_earrings_medFinest Imaginary Cloud Earrings

And for those with their heads in the clouds, try lying on some cuddly clouds instead. I love Donna Wilson‘s cloud cushions- available in three colours.

cloudsI am enjoying having a night in listening to Gui Boratto’s Take My Breath Away. The melodic synths are putting me in quite a dreamy mood, securing my cotton wool head a place in the clouds.


I like my outdoors indoors

There’s a bit of magic when your space is altered. I love it when the outdoors get mixed up with the indoors and vice versa. The best art installations I’ve seen have mostly been about altering your environment, which is familiar in an Alice in Wonderland kind of way.

Last year, I saw some pretty spectacular outdoor/indoor mix-up. I was reminded of this when I was looking at an Anthony McCall image on  Chris’s blog. Technically the exhibition I went to in the Serpentine Gallery didn’t really bring the outdoors indoors but it helped fuel my imagination on what it was like to be able to walk towards the sunlight in a midnight sky.

mccallThis reminded me then of the time when we went to see Roger Hiorn’s Seizure. A flat in a housing estate in Elephant & Castle had been transformed into a crystal house.

2955012355_be4208184eOn a smaller scale, a nice way to bring the outdoors indoors is through something like a tree bed. Having been brought up in the city, I have found nature slightly scary. While I can appreciate nature aesthetically, I am not entirely comfortable with being outdoors. I like that someone has thought to design something for the non-campers out there.

tree-bedLast summer, on a glorious sunny day, I found myself walking along South Bank and stumbled upon the Armchair Theater.


But really, the quickest way to bring the outdoors indoors or the playground anywhere is with this swing skirt by Rachel Griffin. I love that with this one simple design, this is fashion that you can wear and play in anywhere, anytime. Easily going back in time and being a kid again.


Nature’s Confetti For The Pink Sky

Autumn has captured my attention big time this year. It started early in October, in Paris at the Tuileries the trees that line the park looked like fireworks with leaves glowing yellow and golden.  The weekend after, in Edinburgh I walked all over the city, captured by the strong colours of falling and fallen leaves. I stopped under many trees, and looked through the leaves hoping to catch the sunbeams. It reminded me of the Size + Matter pavillion in South Bank that was part of the London Design Festival.

Back in London, I was happy to see the leaves carpet the tar roads like nature has been celebrating the golden autumnal sun. Shades of red, orange and yellow fall off the trees and are crisp under each step like nature had been showering us with confetti. In America Fall is so spectacular that people go leaf peeping.

The sunset during this season is breathtaking. I was on the bus on Thursday and it stopped on Chelsea Bridge for a good few minutes, in time for me to witness a sunset that left streaks of pink in the sky. I didn’t think I would be so lucky to see another beautiful sunset again so soon. But tonight on the rooftop of Tower House, we saw one. It provided quite the backdrop for an amazing view of the Gherkin and created a skyline that made London almost magical.

I thought of Nathan Fake’s The Sky Was Pink and kissed the boy.