February 14, 2005
Danielle Gordon, sculptor of clay (with a twist) sends a St. Valentine's Day greeting to bookofjoe
This young sculptor has been working in clay since she was 15, "and hasn't looked back since."
I came upon a show of hers entitled "animation of an oddity," up at Los Angeles-based Gallery 4016 last year.
Since then Gordon's moved to New York, where she continues to take everything she encounters — from Gaudi to gawdy — and remix it into a sculptural equivalent of Danger Mouse's "Grey Album."
Mash it up good, girl.
Giorgio Armani's Private Fragrances — Armani Privé
Some years ago Armani, preferring to wear a scent nobody else was wearing, developed a collection of private fragrances with only himself and his closest friends in mind.
He gave them as gifts to those whom he cared for.
There were a number of parameters laid down: price was no object; complexity was to be sought; and they were to have a touch of the exotic.
These scents could be worn and enjoyed by both men and women.
Others of Armani's acquaintance entreated him to sell the fragrances.
He finally gave in last year, offering them in his European boutiques and Harrods as "Armani Privé."
They've just arrived Stateside, where they're sold only in Armani boutiques and Saks.
Four fragrances: Eau de Jade, Pierre de Lune, Ambre Soie and Bois d'Encens.
$185 for 1.7 oz.
Read Lucia van der Post's story from the London Sunday Times for more of a feel of what these fragrances are about.
Then have a look at this online discussion group of fashionistas waxing eloquent about them.
This website invites you to list up to 43 things you want to do with your life.
Then you can annotate your list with comments on your progress or advice for fellow goal-seekers.
So far over 8,700 people have posted more than 34,000 things they hope to accomplish. (The numbers will be higher when you read this)
One major goal: stop procrastinating.
There's minimal advertising, so how's the site manage to survive?
Last week an article in Salon.com revealed that 43things is funded by Amazon.
I guarantee that as you read this, some very smart programmers are working to integrate 43things with Amazon's "Wish List" feature.
[via the Washington Post]
BehindTheMedspeak: Curry may prevent Alzheimer's disease
India has one of the world's lowest rates of Alzheimer's disease.
One recent report demonstrated an incidence in India approximately 25% that of the United States. [go to second study in link]
Results of a new study published in the Journal of Biological Chemistry suggest that curcumin, the yellow pigment in curry spice, inhibits the accumulation of destructive beta amyloid protein fragments in the brains of Alzheimer's patients and also breaks up existing plaques.
The research team, from UCLA's Geffen School of Medicine, found that curcumin is more effective in inhibiting formation of the fragments than many other drugs being tested as Alzheimer's treatments.
More details on the work here.
Gucci Hobo Bag
Strikes a dissonant chord, doesn't it?
That's why I liked it.
Anything that's out of line instantly appeals to me.
People, places, things, flowers, it doesn't matter: get different and I'm like a kid at the circus, all big eyes and wanting to see more.
Gucci's take on the hobo bag will run you $890.
Just because I'm the curious sort, I had a look at their recently opened website to see if they've gotten a better grip on internet retailing.
For years they said, as did every other high-end merchandiser, that they'd never sell their stuff online.
But when they looked around and saw everyone else doing it, it's funny how all that stuff about tacky and not prestigious didn't matter anymore.
The sound of "Ka-ching" drowns out thought.
Well, the news isn't good from virtualville re: Gucci's site.
They still haven't a clue that the internet isn't about glitz and flash, but about usability.
So their website is just a complete disaster: slow to load, filled with flash, and essentially unnavigable.
Ah well, they'll get there eventually.
Who knows, maybe someone up in the top floor offices will see this and invite me to give them a detailed critique.
Trouble is, I honestly don't think they could afford me.
Because time spent helping them is time away from you: and how does one put a price on supreme happiness?
67 is a passing score — if you want to live in Canada
In a recent New York Times story about people in the U.S. who are moving to Canada as a result of political despair over the results of the last presidential election, buried deep, deeper, deepest in the long article — as is surprisingly often the case with Times stories — was something much more interesting than the focus of the article itself.
Here's how points are allotted:
• Education: 25 points maximum; a master's degree is worth 25, a bachelor's 20
• Language skills: 24 points maximum, received for being fluent in both French and English
• Experience: 21 points maximum
• Age: 10 points maximum for being 21–49 years old
• Arranged employment: 10 points maximum
• Adaptability: 10 points maximum
You can see that the maximum points achievable (shades of 800 on the old SAT!) = 100.
Applicants must attain at least 67 points in order to qualify for a Canadian Immigrant Visa.
How'd you do?
World's Coolest Alarm Clock
Read what Chris Kaye
had to say about it:
- It's a Stretch
The alarm clock of the future
Here’s an alarm clock guaranteed to get you out of bed no matter how much you hate going to work.
Developed by Hayat Benchenaa, a student at Italy’s Interaction Design Institute, the Sfera—a play on the Italian word for sphere—draws its inspiration from mobiles for babies.
When the alarm-radio goes off, gently whack the orblike clock hanging above your crib for another five minutes of shut-eye.
While you're snoozing, the Sfera sneakily raises itself 20 centimeters higher.
After the fourth turn, the ball is too high to grasp, making it impossible to turn off without getting your lazy ass up.
Sounds almost too good to be too true—and in a way it is.
Sadly, Benchenaa’s prototype has yet to go into production, despite a growing groundswell of support in the blogosphere.
For now, anyway, the Sfera remains, well, tantalizingly out of reach.
I want one.