Showing posts with label (PFM'S). Show all posts
Showing posts with label (PFM'S). Show all posts

Sunday, 1 August 2010

Don't cry for me Kurt Geiger




Featured here is the style Evita from the nice Mr Geiger
From mild flirtation to constant obsession, Bron has be after these shoes for weeks.
I was keen to know why, as the purchase was requested in the context of an essential going-to-art school acquisition.
Apparently if one owns these shoes you make more friends says Bron.
Win shoes and influence people?
Whatever.


Wednesday, 3 March 2010

Leeds - meanwhile back in




OMG! Not content with steaming through her studies, 2:1 in the exams and 1:1 in the essays, Miss Em has joined Love Dough - promotions, music and clubbing.

Any problems with play back - mail me!


File under 'smart' 'cool' and 'best mate'

Friday, 19 February 2010

Face Book Moments


It was Bron’s 18th birthday party earlier in the week. Madness at Vodka Revolutions, before I left I managed to complete a couple of drawings: Later tagged in Face Book .
AND ANOTHER THING
Face Book photo shoots: Random, their colour, composition and quality all out of kilter, yet they work. The main theme, to my mind, is happiness. Sad pictures need not apply. Sweeping generalisation. Memo to self: manipulate colour balance or don't post your picture .

Tuesday, 26 January 2010

Magic Spoons




(Daughter) Bron’s latest work inspired by designer Martin Margiela, who takes things such as old wigs, canvases and silk scarves and magics them into couture
AKA ‘upcycling’ converting waste materials or useless products into new stuff of better quality

So B’s taken spoons and other types of kitchen paraphanalia to create aprons. Part of her A level coursework. Totally cool – I’ve learn shed loads from B over the last couple of years - which has informed my work. Nice.

Sunday, 24 January 2010

Lyric of the week




Fatherhood has few plus sides. Here's one, discovering the track Starstruck (Lady Gaga) on one of Bron's CD's. Both ladies featured, Bron on the right.
Lyrics
Groove slam work it back
Filter that baby bump that track
Groove slam work it back
Filter that baby bump that track
Groove slam work it back
Space Cowboy just play that track
Gaga in the room so starstruck
cherry cherry cherry cherry boom boom

Rollin up to the club on the weekend
Stylin’ out to the beat that you’re freakin
Fantasize on the track that you’re tweakin’
Blow my heart up
Put your hands on my waist, pull the fader
Run it back with original flavor
Queue me up on the twelve on your table