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The Diamond Sea

Sep 21st, 2011

The Diamond sea

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Summer feelings

Sep 20th, 2011

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Palm Springs

Sep 20th, 2011

Palm Springs

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A Blooming Cuppa Tea

Sep 20th, 2011

Cuptea is a delightful integration of a disposable cup and teabag packaging. Basically the cover of the teabag blooms into a beautiful disposable cup for tea. No doubt the packaging is a bit elaborate for a simple cup of chai, but I see this more from the ‘love of design’ point of view. I recently witnessed a marketing strategy for an eminent coffee brand, where they went door to door with a hot cuppa brew for select few winners. Place that kind of strategy versus this teacup kind of thoughtful brand integration. Hands down the latter makes a lasting impression.

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Monochromatic Alps

Sep 20th, 2011

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Handmade font.

Sep 20th, 2011

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Flour Pot

Sep 19th, 2011

Flour Pot

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Visitor

Sep 19th, 2011

I am dreaming of a house just like this one

but larger and opener to the trees, nighter

than day and higher than noon, and you,

visiting, knocking to get in, hoping for icy

milk or hot tea or whatever it is you like.

For each night is a long drink in a short glass.

A drink of blacksound water, such a rush

and fall of lonesome no form can contain it.

And if it isn’t night yet, though I seem to

recall that it is, then it is not for everyone.

Did you receive my invitation? It is not

for everyone. Please come to my house

lit by leaf light. It’s like a book with bright

pages filled with flocks and glens and groves

and overlooked by Pan, that seductive satyr

in whom the fish is also cooked. A book that

took too long to read but minutes to unread—

that is—to forget. Strange are the pages

thus. Nothing but the hope of company.

I made too much pie in expectation. I was

hoping to sit with you in a tree house in a

nightgown in a real way. Did you receive

my invitation? Written in haste, before

leaf blinked out, before the idea fully formed.

An idea like a storm cloud that does not spill

or arrive but moves silently in a direction.

Like a dark book in a long life with a vague

hope in a wood house with an open door.

~by Brenda Shaughnessy

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P.W.D.

Sep 19th, 2011

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Phantom Planet – Clockwork

Sep 19th, 2011

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