Vishti Stimuh 07.06.2013

The strange comfort of finding yourself illiterate in a country which the language you know nothing about. 

You find your mind not racing but resting. 

You stop trying to find clues and information that will provide you with the upper hand if need, 

Does one ever need the upper hand? 

You find yourself as you lose it in the foreign.

I have been thinking a lot about losing one self, and writing about it too. All the things you have acquired so far are not necessarily result of who you 'are' but who you 'are made'. 

Some lucky ones 'are made' and they end up 'are'. 

Some 'are made' and never 'are'. And some others 'are made' and seek a lifetime to be 'are'. 

But one thing in common is we are all made, one way or another, for better or for worse. 

We are made out of the material that we are, by other's hands. 

Does one ever wake up to make oneself? 

Does one ever  take the chisel one day and decide to make oneself anew, from the start.

If he does, is it possible to shed all that has been done and start anew?

Even if possible, can one, with no sculpting experience, chisel something good?

Sometimes questions are all there is and questions are all it takes :)

Ask away.

I have never seen a deer, far or close by. I find that sad.

I have long lasting love affair with typewriters.
I always had one at home. Always used one and
I will always love them :)

Nippon.

Tomer Hanuka.... WooooooWWWWW.

Martin Petersen for Tissue Magazine.

a fanzine by Frédéric Pierre & Camille Françoise

It is a t-shirt design for the Red Bull event 'Life Behind Bars'
though cannot find the artist.

Audi Sport Quattro. Not that I know anything about cars.

Not being able to find the artist of a specific art piece I come across online
is so frustrating. I wish my blog was big enough
so the artists themselves could see and claim what is theirs.

Mad Men!!!!

Found at How About Orange.

Tang Yau Hoong

Vintage Alaska Poster.
Vintage shit was far better than the contemporary bullshit.

Paul Tebbott.
Definitely a new tattoo. Emrah, do you hear me!!???

More vintage posters.

Milky Tea Earl Grey Frozen Yogurt. Wwwooooowwww.

John Tiney. Not just this, but the rest is amazing too.

We love old cars and old leaves.

Deal with it!!!!

Wire airplane... another tattoo!!! Japanese I think.

Hypnotically beautiful. Stella Stocker

It is that simple

Buffalo 77 or 66, same difference.

Album cover of David Perry?

Fabian Bürgy. Amazing shit!!!

Oh Patrick!!

Great ad for Coleman sleeping bags. Art Director by Tilim aka Atila Martins.

A great z is better than a mediocre a.

Wow another Paul Tebbott.
Do you set your alarm to complete hours(7:00am)
 or random minutes (7.03am)?

Miles Aldridge. Some really nice stuff.
I love gold. I can eat it. I love the shmell of it, the textshure of it.
But it doesn't love me back :(

Visual Stimuli with a kick 23.04.2013

In the curvy, convoluted trails of our brain, hidden is the location of almost everything we own from the octagon shaped key that tightens that specific screw on our bike to the pen we use to write invoices.

We know where they all are, within our living spaces.

We designate kilobytes, megabytes, gigabytes, terabytes of space in our brains to locations of the things we own. More and more we own, less and less space is left in our brain for our little selves. We kind of like that too. We like to have less of ourselves, because we are scared of our own, what we really feel, what we really want, what we really need and what we really have. So less we have in our brains and more we have of objects, happier we are and emptier.

I admire people who can never find their keys or their ways around the town. I am sure it is very frustrating for them. But for someone who had never gotten lost and barely lost anything, misplacing keys or street names is a luxury.

Dropping the habit of designating space in the brain to 'locating' is a task needs learning. It is about letting go, it is about getting lost and losing. Lose things! Lose people! Lose streets! Lose yourself so you can find anew!

Less we own things, more we can own ourself, whoever that might be...

annnddd

Stalk magazine. Coolest shit.

Dan Rees. Nice stuff.

Does he need introduction?
He is none but Bruce Lee himself.
As cool as he can be.

In my heart, they have never left :)

I think I can be fine with being called a cunt,
(even though I prefer twat)
especially with roses :)

Him? Again? Enough already :)
Yeoh gh

Julius Klinger

No luck finding the owner.
I heard something like marqu-es but...

10 HammerstithGrove.
Good ligature, not so good content

I really do this,
when everything goes my way,
as planned :)
Napoleon Dynamite, if you did not know already .

Hmmmm, maybe one day I will dress up like a pin up girl
and these will be my shoes.

Aahahaahahha, my dream movie just got dreamier.

The best Shaun of the Dead reference evuh!!!

Hua Tunan

Definitely want!!!
But don't need it anymore since I sold my soul to kindle.

Totallyyy waannntttt!!!!!

Yeah, like, totally... dude...

My favorite movie just got favoriter.

Neko Case Atlanta Concert Poster
by Methane Studios.
Very nice stuff all around.

Tom Ziebinski

Vertigo or vertistay?

Can it get better?

Severafrahm feautred at Jag Zoeppritz

I am stunned, hypnotized, mesmerized.
none other than Helmut Newton

Thank me later :)

Very sensual, oh so sexy...

Cerejeira Fontes Architects at Gizmodo

Aahahahaahhahahaahahhaha

That's why I love post modernism.
Dave Murray

In Lindsey Wixson we trust.

PancakeRay :)

I have to say, I admire the evil genius.
I see great destructions in his future :)

I am not going to caption him. He is hot enough for you to google :)

William Shatner, my man!!!!!