Do what you love, and do it often.

If you know where I found this inspiring manifesto (I think that it might be from one of the many online print shops that I often puruse), feel free to remind me!

Happy ♡s

via Shahir Zag

And isn't this such a sweet & lovely idea?

What kind of bird are you?

The trailer for Moonrise Kingdom was released last week and there has been quite a bit of analysis of just how Wes Andersony it is. I think that it's safe to say the answer to that is very Wes Andersony. Maybe you love that, maybe you hate that. I can't help but love it. But I am, admittedly and if you couldn't tell, more than a bit of a nostalgic romantic. A few elements that I especially love:
this François Hardy song and these other things...

Letter writing in a Quonset hut with the cast of Grease in the background...

Shades of desaturated coral, puffy clouds, faded sea & sky blues, binoculars and a light house!

Camp nostalgia.
(All sorts of nostalgia, of course...)

Frances McDormand, paintings of ships, and megaphones.

Yellow filters and grassy fields.

Fantastically imaginary dream tree houses.

Artfully framed catastrophe.

Petite wooden sailboats.

More yellow.

And a dramatic departure from futura.


Let's all go see it together this spring.

Make New Things

'The Paint Doctor Is In' from this week's New York Times

We used to wait

I know that this is going to sound all so nostalgic, and it probably is, but I really miss getting letters in the mail. And even sending real letters, because I don't do much of that either. I used to... all the time... with little scraps of images and drawings and bits of whatever taped to the pages. It was like being with the person you were sending it to, really thinking of them reading it... a connecting thread along a time line. Now I spend quite a lot of time g-chatting with far away friends, and that's great too: immediate and spontaneous and totally informal. But an actual letter: the weight of the paper, the sender's handwriting and pen choice, even the indentations of typewriter keys... it's like a touch, like something to hold on to in a way that you never would or could, even if you printed and bound all of your most lovely emails.

Just knowing how excited I always am to see a letter in my mailbox, slipped in between the coupon fliers and the magazines, makes me want sit down and write a few myself, for old times' sake...


Fruity embossed rhymes

Joe ♡s Jane
Someone found this in a book. A (non-digital) happy accident.

Godard on Godard

Jean-Luc Godard's 80th birthday has been commemorated with a new typeface.
Inspired by the graphics of his title credits,
it's free, pretty fantastic, and you can find it here.