Showing posts with label music. Show all posts
Showing posts with label music. Show all posts

Leave the lights on.

Wednesday, August 28, 2013

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Please don't turn them off yet.

We have more to give,
more to share,
more to learn,
many, many more ways we need to grow.

Not promising you the moon.
But, this just feels too close to home to turn away.
Thank you for sticking around.




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Daughter - Medicine

I saw. I heard.

Monday, December 31, 2012

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We know, we've been quiet on this space this year, but we'd still like to finish off 2012 by sharing with you the soundtrack to our year. 
On reflection, this year has been about making something out of the unexpected. Doing grown up things in our child-like non conforming waysObviously, this is not a cutting edge compilation of the best tracks of 2012 but just songs that capture those moments, songs that transport us back in time and space. Even if its just for one breath

Pure and simple, our 2012 sounded like this:


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Nujabes - Kumomi



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Mara Hruby - Character



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St. Vincent - The Party



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The Rapture - In the Grace of your Love



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Grimes - Oblivion


1.Passing endless vineyards driving through Cianti, Italian countryside. 2.Rustic interiors in our Tuscan home, Fattoria San Martino. 3. Humid and sweaty early evening by the Colosseum4.Wandering the streets and courtyards in Milano. 5.Ladies in Saigon. 6.Bathers, trekkers and tourists in Vernazza, Cinque Terre.

tranquilize

Wednesday, October 24, 2012

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Can - Mary, Mary, So Contrary


Postcards from days so free of care ~ well at least it always seems this way in photographs. Bathing in the late afternoon lull and gazing up above at clouds passing by; feeling the calm that spreads into every dark corner as your lungs draw in the gentle perfume of lavender fields in the tuscan countryside.

Mind if I rest for a moment here? Let time race by just for a bit while I let my breath catch up...?


Dress: chocol raffine
Bag: Chanel

Take these quiet moments.

Thursday, September 27, 2012

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Breathe them in. They're hard to come by. 

So often I find myself drifting into deep thought, the xx was playing softly in the background. So many hours in-between, the xx also played. To a point that every word, beat, breath, gasp, silence gained its own weight and meaning. Played to a point that a single chord is capable of striking up a whole sequence of emotions, a specific moment. 

Listening to coexist - these teleporting moments are already happening.



The XX - Angels


1 . Morning's peacefulness in Vernazza, Cinque Terre.

grain to soothe the soul

Saturday, May 12, 2012

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Mara Hruby - Character



Doesn't it seem logical to share sights & sounds that are contrary to how one is feeling?
Since this space is therapy, I think it's the right thing to do.

I've been watching rain beat down on the glazed alcove, wind-swept rogue palm leaves hurtling from all directions, and the usual sight of deep blues & greens turn into an envelopment of greys that stifle any chance of warm daylight seeping through to us.

I switched on the lights. And turned on some warm beats. Filling the cold empty room with Mara Hruby's rich smooth sounds is a necessity for surviving. (she's been giving away her album for free, so hurry to her Bandcamp!!)

In the same way, this series of medium format, black & white double exposures we came across (here) hit home. The gutsy grain, the pure silhouette-like exposures, simple and raw, played a similar harmony. They make us feel warm and grounded.




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Source: Eleanorrigby236 via CGSF (Kiev 88 + Shanghai GP3)

darkwater

Tuesday, April 24, 2012

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I'm not too sure which comes first.
The photo: taken at the beach near my brother's apartment in sydney;
or the first track of this playlist: casual diamond - sleep ∞ over.

Maybe it was just by a happy accident, these two things coincidentally occurred in the same time. So its only natural that this chance meeting would spiral into a 9-track/36:25-minute session of moody music that may well have you drifting off in deep-thought or deep-sleep. Either way, we hope you enjoy. If you like, listen to it over and over, here. If you love love, let us know, we'll see what we can do so you can listen to it 24x7 without topping out your data limit.


// casual diamond - sleep ∞ over
// skippin buddy - chromatic flights
// no more sorry - my bloody valentine
// i sing you - hanne hukkelberg
// the party - st vincent
// maundy thursday - air france
// way too fast - active child
// know where - holy other
// backwords - porcelain raft


chilling in the long white cloud

Wednesday, February 29, 2012

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The WBC - Recline Dub


After working in Singapore for 6 months, a trip back home to good ol Auckland was way overdue. Touching ground and seeing the fluffy white clouds floating past, followed by the rich greens and blues below, it's instantly soothing to me.

I'm home! And boy, do I miss the intense blue skies, breathing in cool air, the feel of carpet under my bare feet, playing with my lil niece, rummaging through thrift stores, the smell of thrift stores, eating (heaps of) yoghurt, hot chips, tamales, ceviches, mojitos from all my favorite stores, getting back into my old 'comfort' routines, driving to random beaches, listening to my old trusty radio stations and the sensation of a windy day.

Now, its Wednesday. And I leave all this goodness on Sunday! No way, too early right? So in response to that, the last shot is pretty much my personal version of Edvard Munch's 'The Scream'.

(By the way, anyone have a good recipe for tamales they can share?? my current favorite food.You'll really make my week!)

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Cap: Gap
Dress: Browny
Boots: Nike

And it's morning.

Wednesday, January 11, 2012

It's been ten sleeps since New Years Day. And if any of you would like to know..... our resolutions are happily incomplete - sitting inside a .doc file on my computer desktop. But we're optimistic. Good honest resolutions are like fine wines.

Amanda's been working her butt off in a little island called Singapore. And me, well ..... I've been around? Hung out in Singapore and China in November and spent Christmas in Sydney. Now i'm back home in Auckland for a short while.

But more importantly, you and I, we have hell of a lot to catch up on. Like, what on earth have you been up to, where the hell are you and what on earth is going on?
Andwhyhaventyou returned our calls?

Let's try to start the year with a clean slate and everything on the table. Time to get that blogging muscle back in ship shape again.

Youth Lagoon - seventeen


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Grid Dress: Vintage
Shoes: Muji
Sweats: Muji

1.Quiet Saturday morning in singapore's CBD.

whistle my own tune.

Sunday, November 6, 2011

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Magnetic Man - Flying into Tokyo

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I'm so grateful to be able to spend such a long time in Singapore. So grateful to travel. So grateful to be exploring Shanghai and Beijing in a weeks time.

While the time now is filled with walks through Outram Park, exploring the charming little alleyways and discovering clues of a private urban life beneath the polished city skin; trips to the East Coast beaches and awakening my undiscovered appetite for crab (I swear, it's the Sponge Bob influence, I mean, I always thought that crabby patties sounded delicious!); and numerous to do lists organising the trip to China.

When you spend a long enough time out of your natural climate, you're bound to feel yourself changing, feel your new surroundings seeping in and influencing, either for the good or the bad. With no time, no space, not ready to reflect or analyse. No chance to trace back that train of thought and make sense of it all. I just hope there will be time for that later.

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Shirt: Cheap Monday
Skirt: random shop in Melacca
Sandals: Birkenstock
Bag: Longchamp
Visor: Daiso

the daily grind

Wednesday, October 19, 2011

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bright eyes/her space holiday - contrast and compare

On most days I leave the house looking like a runaway. These three bags in tow, weigh me down everywhere I go. The woes of life without a car, without a boot. Will I ever get used to it?

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It's ironic. This is really quite a small city. I heard from someone, you can drive from end to end in just one hour. Yet everyday, I seem to spend hours and hours zig-zagging the city, back and forth. Commuting, bus to rail, rail to bus. Commuting until my pair of legs just can't keep up.

Maybe it's time to buy a car, a golf cart, a trolley...?
Maybe, then, I wouldn't look so weighed down and lost like I do here.

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dress - jimmy d
bike shorts - zara
man bag - burberry

she breathed a sigh of relief.

Thursday, October 13, 2011

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Watercolours -Under

Welcome home, baby fern, thai basil and... three cute little pot plants the clueless staff had no idea how to name. With nothing to go on, but 'Ji Mei Assorted Plants'. Maybe one of you botanic geniuses can clue us up. We'll be sure to share a picture of the cuties soon.

Subconsciously, this must be therapy for the both of us. A day at the nurseries for a deep lungful of greenery that we never knew we longed for. Me thinks this dose of green will become a staple in this space. And right now, possibly more frequent than those 'model' posts we do.

Equally therapeutic is (Chelsea Jade) Watercolours' Under. Every time we play it, we just, breathe better.

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Sunstroke.

Wednesday, October 5, 2011

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Maybe I am more a product of circumstance than I ever imagined. Let's find out what happens when that extensive wardrobe never made it on the flight here; what happens when the climate no longer allows for layering freely; what happens when full blown sunlight floods straight down on us 5 days out of 7; what happens when mr.wind no longer visits us here where we are and our favourite windy day garments sit dead flat sticking to our sweaty hot skin. Hope you're all ready for it!

Extensive exposure to the heat here turns our brains to mush. It really gets to our heads. Grumpiness ensues. Hence the glum and impatient expression as I stand dripping with sweat, dying to run into the next air-conditioned room. On the bright side, I'm finding sweat moustaches and sweat noses to be most amusing. I actually have a personal goal to capture some in their full un-wiped glory, but more about that another day...

kim gun mo - prologue

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Top: Muji
Skorts: Vintage
Plimsoles: Muji
Bag: Muji
Visor: Daiso

slow-boat

Friday, July 22, 2011

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Watercolours -Under


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cream and blue,blue and creme

I vow to wear as many of my winter coats. knitted jumpers. furs. shearlings.
To pile them all on for the remaining week before I leave.
To tell you the truth, I'm feeling kinda bitter. That my winter's cut short.
That, I take seasons for granted.
Soon. Seasons won't exist anymore. Instead of Spring, Summer, Autumn, Winter, it's about wet or dry.
There, my first taste of tropical woes.

This year we'll both be missing out on NZFW. Missing out on seeing, feeling, experiencing the clothes moving around us. So, even more bitter.

OK, on a less bitter note, I'm excited for change. I think I'll get another tattoo this week.

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Coat: Vintage
Dress: 3.1 Phillip Lim
Brogues: Prada
Brooch: Vintage