i do love the killing, but quite possibly i love the art direction even better than the show. i just watch and drool over its perfectly moody cinematography, all doused in a blue-green haze. and my god, the blacks. they are the richest blacks. everything is dark, dreary, and gorgeous. now all i want to do is stand in my kitchen at 8pm — where there’s a similar blue-gray filtering on a good evening — and try to capture something half as beautiful as some of the scenes in that show. those kitchen window scenes!!! that tree out the window. gasp!
this is me. in my happy place.
it’s that time. deep breath, exhale, windows down, and drive.
closer by tegan & sara
hold on by alabama shakes
try again by miranda dodson
stay by rihanna (with mikky ekko)
mirrors by justin timberlake
before my time by j.ralph (with scarlett johansson)
ho hey by the lumineers
thrift shop by macklemore (with wanz)
all about us by he is we
on the way up to tahoe. the log cabin with the blue roof nestled in the pines.
fictitious dishes: meals from novels in photographs.
let’s pretend this never happened makes me laugh so so so much.
oh how i always love this museum because the architecture is just as gratifying as the art spun around its insides. very much enjoyed the Rineke Dijkstra Retrospective exhibit, especially The Krazyhouse video series, her mesmerizing Park Portraits and the New Mothers series (wow!).
oh and here’s my sneaky shot of my favorite Cezanne. swoon. yeah, i took it with my phone from my purse. shhhh.
love those bands of bicycles, all decked out with holiday lights. seen ’em?
had a lovely first day in ny yesterday. so much to eat/see, so little time.